Luyện nghe bài hát King Kunta

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

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

you got the yams (What's the yams?)
The yam is the power 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 ghost
What the fuck happened? (Oh no) I I wouldn't tell
But most of y'all bars, like you got the bottom bunk in a two man cell
(A two man cell)
in the water (Something's in the water)
And if I got a brown nose for gold then I'd rather be a bum than a motherfuckin' baller

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

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

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

(You goat mammy fucker)
I was gonna kill a couple rappers but did it to themselves
Everybody's suicidal they don't need my help
shit is elementary, I'll probably go to jail
If I shoot at your and bounce to the left
Stuck a flag in my city, screamin' "Compton"
I should probably run for Mayor I'm done, to be honest
And I put that on my and my baby boo too
Twenty walkin' out the court buildin', woo woo!
Ah yeah, the judge
I made it past 25 and I was
A little nappy headed nigga with the behind him
ain't shit but a fat vagina
Screamin' "Annie are you ok? are you ok?"
Limo tinted the gold plates
from the bottom, this the belly of the beast
From a to a prince to a motherfuckin' king

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

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

I remember you was conflicted, misusing your