Luyện nghe bài hát Don Cartagena

Nobody it would be easy, ha hah
(What wanna do hah?)
(What y'all do hah?)
Nobody wanna it

As we
(What y'all do hah?)
To you what you need
(What y'all do hah?)

(What y'all do hah?)
It's the
(What y'all do hah?)

Now why the sad face, jealous for fellas diamond laced
Tryin' to find a place to recline, shine my
Under the sun where it's warm, with Pun 'til I'm gone
That's is bond on my moms

That's the motto, got beef we call Rallo
Dame Un Trago, he go to war wit a
Simple as dat, flip out the and cripple a cat
Right through your back tissue with any pistol I

Physical rap we live the lyrics
Long as fear us you could never entirely dissapear us
We the you ever gon' see
In all honesty, ain't brother that's hotter than me

get nowhere, that's why I go there
Like you know where to buy the new Fat Joe gear
Five sixty, only the Squad ride me
Unless you a Bad Boy, and roll Puff Daddy

my city, and everything in it
Ain't a thing rented, my Benz, if you see me in it
We invented floodin' the watch, and the spots
why, I'm not a player, I just crush a lot

What you thought, we run the streets?
Now you can't sleep ten deep, convoyin' in the Benz
Rollin' deep the Don-Tana
I put the chrome in your Cara, adios to

you thought, we ain't run the streets?
Now you can't sleep ten deep, convoyin' in the jeep
deep with the Don-Tana
I put the chrome in your Cara, adios to

Yeah, uh, yo, you better slide or catch homicide
Ain't no match for Joey Crack I'm blowin' backs out the side
Brothers died and mother's cried at wakes, these are The
Blow your head off like Jake

So take heed and read between the lines, no cheatin mines
Player haters wanna see my shine
Up in the or in the Lex Coupe
Rockin' a suit with dress shoes, on my way to Les Boo's

choose the life we rather live, on the streets stabbin' kids
Or livin' mad sweet in lavish
Fix for my kids, six karats, I'm a whiz
Exotic tokin' on my wrist

It shit but for sex, money, and drugs
True with slugs and wrap bodies in rugs
What the fuck, Joe Crack, twist cap back
Leave your rate flat, once Terror Squad attacks

What you thought, we run the streets?
Now you sleep ten deep, convoyin' in the Benz jeep
deep with the Don-Tana
I put the chrome in your Cara, adios to

you thought, we ain't run the streets?
Now you can't sleep ten deep, in the Benz jeep
Rollin' with the Don-Tana
I put the chrome in your Cara, to manana

What you thought, we run the streets?
Now you sleep ten deep, convoyin' in the Benz jeep
deep with the Don-Tana
I put the chrome in your Cara, adios to

you thought, we ain't run the streets?
Now you can't ten deep, convoyin' in the Benz jeep
Rollin' deep with the
I put the chrome in your Cara, to manana

Can't sleep, ten
Yeah,
to manana

Yeah, you got
Terror Squad,
Bad Boy,
Crack, Big Pun
I see you, I see you

C'mon, yeah, yeah, say what, say
Say what, say

What's you are about?
sleep, ten deep

Adios to