Luyện nghe bài hát King of N. Y.

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

Saya,
is it Khalid, what is it?
The original King of New York has
The King of New York, the Don
Joe Crack, Terror Squad

The fuck?
Yeah, on my money, money on my mind
Nigga mind on my money, on my mind

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

But you beggin' me to kill, must want ya spilled
I keep cool but it's hard to tame still
Shit's still real man you shoulda bought it
Must ill to see your boss get extorted
in audits and makin' hot tapes
This rap shit don't cut it it's back to flippin' weight
Man, I'm feelin' great, mad units
Hustlin' is the key to but could you do it
I been it down, the spray and the town
It's about time the rightful claimed his crown

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

Who the fuck you know be fuckin' with
As Big Pun's knowin' be givin' a shit
Not any squad or clique can squab with
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 your seeds die
And it take much for me to kidnap a DJ
Or clap at ya truck while you ridin' through the
Shit is mad to wet you up
Betta, watch yo' and who's dick she sucked
She gon', set you up, I to the crib
I don't know why you surprised, love the kid
I'm more realer the way you act
A born killer to wave the mack
And all you gotta face the fact

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

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

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

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

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

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