Luyện nghe bài hát Don Cartagena

Nobody it would be easy, ha hah
(What wanna do hah?)
(What wanna do hah?)
Nobody handle it

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

(What y'all do hah?)
the great
(What y'all do hah?)

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

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

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

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

It's my city, and in it
Ain't a rented, it's my Benz, if you see me in it
We invented the watch, and runnin' the spots
That's why, I'm not a player, I just a lot

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

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

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

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

It ain't shit but for sex, money, and
True thugs with slugs and 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 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 jeep
Rollin' deep the Don-Tana
I put the chrome in your Cara, adios to

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 in your Cara, adios to manana

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