Luyện nghe bài hát King Kunta

I got a bone to
I don't you monkey mouth motherfuckers sittin' in my throne again
(Aye aye nigga whats happenin' nigga, K Dot back in the nigga)
I'm mad (He mad), but I ain't
True friends, one

Bitch where you I was walkin'?
Now I run the got the whole world talkin', King Kunta
Everybody wanna cut the legs off him,
man taking no losses
Bitch where you when I was
Now I run the game, got the whole talkin', King Kunta
Everybody cut the legs off him

When you got the (What's the yams?)
The yam is the that be
You can it when I'm walking down the street
(Oh yes we can, oh yes we can)
I can dig rapping, but a rapper with a writer?
What the fuck (Oh no) I swore I wouldn't tell
But most of y'all share bars, you got the bottom bunk in a two man cell
(A two man cell)
Something's in the (Something's in the water)
And if I got a brown nose for some gold I'd rather be a bum than a motherfuckin' baller

Bitch you when I was walkin'?
Now I run the got the whole world talkin', King Kunta
Everybody wanna cut the off him, Kunta
Black man taking no
where you when I was walkin'?
Now I run the game, got the whole world talkin', Kunta
Everybody cut the legs off him

When you got the (What's the yams?)
The yam brought it out of Pryor
Manipulated Bill Clinton with
24/7, 365 days two
I was contemplatin' gettin' on
Just to go to the hood see my enemies and say

where you when I was walkin'?
Now I run the game got the whole talkin', King Kunta
Everybody wanna cut the off him, Kunta
Black man taking no
where you when I was walkin'?
Now I run the game, got the whole talkin', King Kunta
wanna cut the legs off him

(You mouth mammy fucker)
I was kill a couple rappers but they did it to themselves
Everybody's suicidal they even need my help
This is elementary, I'll probably go to jail
If I shoot at identity and bounce to the left
Stuck a in my city, everybody's screamin' "Compton"
I should run for Mayor when I'm done, to be honest
And I put that on my and my baby boo too
Twenty million walkin' out the buildin', woo woo!
Ah yeah, the judge
I it past 25 and there I was
A little nappy headed nigga with the behind him
Life shit but a fat vagina
Screamin' "Annie are you ok? are you ok?"
Limo with the gold plates
Straight from the bottom, this the of the beast
From a peasant to a prince to a king

Bitch where was you I was
(By the time you hear the next pop, the shall be within you)
Now I run the game got the whole world talkin', Kunta
Everybody wanna cut the off him, (King) Kunta
man taking no losses
Bitch was you when I was walkin'
Now I run the game got the whole talkin', King Kunta
Everybody wanna cut the off him

(Funk, funk, funk, funk, funk, funk)
We want the
(Now if I give you the funk, you take it)
We the funk
(Now if I you the funk, you gon' take it)
We want the
(Now if I you the funk, you gon' take it)
We want the
(Do you the funk?)
We the funk
(Do you the funk?)
We the funk
(Now if I you the funk, you gon' take it)
We the funk

I remember you was conflicted, your influence