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 original King of New York has
The of New York, the Don Cartagena
Joe Crack, Squad leader

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

Aiyyo, who can I, the true King of N.Y.
Well, ever since Big Boy from Bed-Stuy
I've been, controllin' the street, the heat
I only want what's stolen from me
(Nah you ain't wit' us)
Rollin' with me, could only get you fast and
Fuck mad bitches and, dine amongst the
But we gettin' mad chave in the life we
MTV's comin' over just to my "Crib"
Man, fuck them 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 brain
I tryna keep cool but it's to tame still
Shit's still real man you never shoulda it
Must feel ill to see your boss get
Specialize in audits and hot tapes
This rap shit don't cut it then it's 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 owner claimed his

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

Hey yo, all over, I want a piece of the pie
Nigga hand it over or all seeds gon' die
And it don't take for me to kidnap a DJ
Or clap at ya truck while you ridin' the freeway
is mad ea-say to wet you up
Betta, watch yo' bitch and dick she sucked
She gon', set you up, I been to the
I don't why you surprised, bitches love the kid
I'm more than the way you act
A born killer quick to the mack
And all you niggaz gotta the fact

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

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

Who the fuck you know be with this?
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

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

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

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