Luyện nghe bài hát King of N. Y.

An' clad boy feel dem bobbin' try an' test now
Is that? Cut off dem blood-clot nigga give a fuck
Watta feel like? Don't know how to

Saya,
What is it Khalid, is it?
The King of New York has returned
The of New York, the Don Cartagena
Joe Crack, Squad leader

The What?
Yeah, on my money, money on my mind
mind on my money, money on my mind

Aiyyo, who can test I, the true of N.Y.
Well, ever since Big Boy died Bed-Stuy
I've been, controllin' the street, holdin' the
Shit I only want what's from me
(Nah you fuckin' wit' us)
Rollin' with me, only get you fast cars and
Fuck mad and, dine amongst the stars
But we mad chave in the life we live
MTV's comin' over just to my "Crib"
Man, fuck them other kids, that's how I
I I said it all in, "He's Not Real"

But you me to kill, must want ya brain spilled
I tryna keep cool but it's hard to tame
Shit's still man you never shoulda bought it
Must feel ill to see boss get extorted
Specialize in audits and makin' hot
This rap shit don't cut it then it's back to flippin'
Man, I'm feelin' great, mad units
Hustlin' is the key to but could you do it
I been layin' it down, the spray and the
about time the rightful owner claimed his crown

Who the fuck you know be fuckin' with
As Big Pun's knowin' you'll be a shit
Not a damn soul, I let you know the get go
Wanna war with the Squad, through the threshold

Who the fuck you know be with this?
As Big knowin' you'll be givin' a shit
Not any squad or can squab with this
Shit I'm O.G. nigga y'all how this is

Hey yo, it's all over, I want a of the pie
Nigga hand it over or all seeds gon' die
And it don't much for me to kidnap a DJ
Or clap at ya while you ridin' through the freeway
Shit is mad to wet you up
Betta, watch yo' and who's dick she sucked
She gon', set you up, I been to the
I don't know why you surprised, love the kid
I'm more realer the way you act
A born killer quick to the mack
And all you niggaz gotta face the

I pop 'cuz you can't stop me
More rich they can't rob me
I plant at ya fam's lobby
Joe the Don and you warned
But niggaz never wanna listen till kin's gone
Now you get it on 'cuz ya dollars stack
Now how you plan to back with a hollow back?
Crack and I be the truth
Don't that's the streets till proof
Ask the deez how my Eagle
Betchu sayin', "Damn, we did to duke?"
gather them young'ns and hope you make it through

Who the fuck you be fuckin' with this?
As Big Pun's knowin' you'll be a shit
Not a damn soul, I let you know the get go
Wanna war with the Squad, walk through the

Who the fuck you know be with this?
As Big Pun's knowin' you'll be givin a
Not any or clique can squab with this
Shit I'm O.G. nigga y'all how this is

Who the fuck you know be fuckin' this?
As Big Pun's knowin' you'll be givin a
Not a damn soul, I let you know the get go
Wanna war with the Squad, walk through the

Who the fuck you know be fuckin' with
As Big Pun's knowin' be givin' a shit
Not any squad or can squab with this
Shit I'm O.G. nigga y'all how this is

The Don is the King of New
The Don is the King of New