Luyện nghe bài hát King of New York

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? Don't how to kill?

Uh-uh.. Saya, Saya!!
[Saya] is it Khalid, what is it?
The original King of New York has returned
The King of New York, the Don
Joe Crack, Terror leader!
(Whoo.. whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo!!)

Joe]
The fuck?! What?!
Yeah, on my money; money on my mind
Nigga on my money; 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, controllin the street, the heat
Shit I only want what's stolen from me (Nah you ain't wit us)
Rollin with me, could get you fast cars and
Fuck mad bitches and, amongst the stars,
but we mad chave in the life we live
MTV's comin just to feel my "Crib"
Man them other kids! That's how I feel
I thought I it all in "He's Not Real"
But you beggin me to kill, must ya brain spilled
I tryna keep but it's hard to tame still
Shit's still real man you never shoulda it
Must ill to see your boss get extorted
Specialize in audits and makin hot
rap shit don't cut it then it's back to flippin weight
Man I'm feelin (Whoo!) Pushin 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 his crown

[Chorus: Buju + Fat Joe]
[BB] Who the fuck you know be with this?!
As Big Pun's you'll be givin a shit!
[FJ] Not a damn soul! I let you from the get go!
Wanna war with the Squad, through the threshold!
[BB] Who the fuck you be fuckin with this?!
As Big Pun's you'll be givin a shit!
[FJ] Not any squad or can squab with this!
Shit I'm O.G. nigga know how this is!

Joe]
Hey yo, all over, I want a piece of the pie
Nigga hand it over or all your gon' die
And it don't much for me to kidnap a DJ
Or clap at ya truck you ridin through the freeway
Shit is mad to wet you up
Betta, watch yo' bitch and who's she sucked
She gon', set you up, I to the crib
I don't know why you bitches love the kid
I'm realer than the way you act
A born killer quick to wave the
And all you gotta face the fact
I pop 'cause you can't stop me
More rich 'cause they rob me
I plant clips at ya lobby
Joe the Don and you warned
But niggaz never listen till they kin's gone
Now you wanna get it on 'cause ya stack
Now how you plan to holla with a hollow back?
Joey Crack and I be the
Don't believe that's the streets till
Ask the how my Eagle blew
sayin, "Damn, what we did to duke?!"
Better gather them young'ns and you make it through

2x

The Don is the of New York..
The Don is the of New York...