Luyện nghe bài hát King of New York

An' bamba boy feel dem bobbin try an' test now!
Is that? Cut off dem nigga don't give a fuck!
feel like? Don't know how to kill?

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

[Fat
The fuck?! What?!
Yeah, mind on my money; money on my
Nigga mind on my money; on my mind

Aiyyo, who can test I, the true of N.Y.
Well ever Big Boy died from Bed-Stuy
I've been, the street, holdin the heat
Shit 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 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 thought I it all in "He's Not Real"
But you beggin me to kill, must ya brain spilled
I keep cool but it's hard to tame still
Shit's real man you never shoulda bought it
Must ill to see your boss get extorted
Specialize in and makin hot tapes
This rap shit don't cut it it's back to flippin weight
Man I'm great (Whoo!) Pushin mad units
Hustlin is the key to success but you do it
I been layin it down, the spray and the
It's about time the rightful claimed his crown

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

Joe]
Hey yo, it's all over, I want a 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
is mad ea-say to wet you up
Betta, watch yo' bitch and who's she sucked
She gon', set you up, I been to the
I don't know why you bitches love the kid
I'm more realer the way you act
A born quick to wave the mack
And all you niggaz face the fact
I pop shit you can't stop me
More 'cause they can't rob me
I clips at ya fam's lobby
Joe the Don and you warned
But never wanna listen till they kin's gone
Now you get it on 'cause ya dollars stack
Now how you plan to back with a hollow back?
Joey and I be the truth
believe that's the streets till proof
Ask the how my Eagle blew
sayin, "Damn, what we did to duke?!"
Better gather them young'ns and hope you make it

2x

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