Luyện nghe bài hát Don Cartagena

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

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

(What wanna do hah?)
the great
(What wanna do hah?)

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

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 I pack

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

Modesty'll get nowhere, why I go there
Like lettin' you where 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 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

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

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, adios to

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

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

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

It ain't shit but for sex, money, and
True thugs slugs and wrap bodies in rugs
What the fuck, Joe Crack, your cap back
Leave your heart rate flat, once Terror Squad

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

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

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 talking
sleep, ten deep

Adios to