Luyện nghe bài hát Don Cartagena

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

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

(What wanna do hah?)
It's the
(What wanna do hah?)

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

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

Physical rap means we the lyrics
Long as niggaz fear us you could entirely dissapear us
We the you ever gon' see
In all honesty, ain't another brother hotter than me

Modesty'll get nowhere, why I go there
Like lettin' you where to buy the new Fat Joe gear
Five sixty, only the ride with me
Unless you a Bad Boy, and roll with Daddy

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

What you thought, we ain't run the
Now you can't ten deep, convoyin' in the Benz jeep
Rollin' with the Don-Tana
I put the chrome in Cara, adios to manana

What you thought, we 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

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

So take heed and read between the lines, ain't no cheatin
haters never wanna see my shine
Up in the or in the Lex Coupe
Rockin' a fresh with dress shoes, on my way to Les Boo's

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

It ain't but for sex, money, and drugs
True with slugs and wrap bodies in rugs
What the fuck, Joe Crack, twist your cap
Leave your heart rate flat, once Squad attacks

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

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

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

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

sleep, ten deep
Yeah,
Adios to

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