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

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

Now why the sad face, jealous for fellas that's diamond
Tryin' to find a place to recline, shine my
Under the sun where warm, runnin' with Pun 'til I'm gone
That's word is 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 and cripple a cat
Right through your back with any pistol I pack

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

get nowhere, that's why I go there
Like lettin' you know to buy the new Fat Joe gear
sixty, only the Squad ride with 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 the watch, and runnin' 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, in the Benz jeep
Rollin' with the Don-Tana
I put the in your Cara, adios to manana

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

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

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

Less the life we rather live, on the streets stabbin' kids
Or mad sweet 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
your heart rate flat, once Terror Squad attacks

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

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

sleep, ten deep
Yeah,
Adios to

Yeah, you got
Squad, what?
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 talking
sleep, ten deep

Adios to