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 know how to

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 on my mind
Nigga mind on my money on my mind

Aiyyo, who can I, the true King of N.Y.
Well ever Big Boy died from Bed-Stuy
I've been, controllin the street, the heat
Shit I only want what's stolen me (Nah you ain't fuckin 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 just to feel my "Crib"
Man fuck them other kids! That's how I
I I said it all in "He's Not Real"
But you beggin me to kill, must want ya spilled
I tryna cool but it's hard to tame still
Shit's still real man you shoulda bought it
Must feel ill to see your boss get
Specialize in audits and makin hot
This rap shit don't cut it then back to flippin weight
Man I'm feelin (Whoo!) Pushin 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

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

Joe]
Hey yo, all over, I want a piece of the pie
Nigga hand it or all your seeds gon' die
And it don't take for me to kidnap a DJ
Or clap at ya truck while you ridin through the
Shit is mad to wet you up
Betta, yo' bitch 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 than the way you act
A killer quick to wave the mack
And all you niggaz gotta face the
I pop shit you can't stop me
More rich they can't rob me
I clips at ya fam's lobby
Joe the Don and you warned
But niggaz never wanna listen they kin's gone
Now you wanna get it on 'cause ya dollars
Now how you plan to holla back with a hollow
Crack and I be the truth
Don't believe that's the streets till
Ask the how my Eagle blew
Betchu sayin, "Damn, we did to duke?!"
Better them young'ns and hope you make it through

2x

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