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!
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 has returned
The King of New York, the Don
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 test I, the true of N.Y.
Well ever since Big Boy from Bed-Stuy
I've been, controllin the street, holdin the
Shit I only want stolen from me (Nah you ain't fuckin wit us)
Rollin with me, could get you fast cars and
mad bitches and, dine amongst the stars,
but we mad chave in the life we live
MTV's over just to feel my "Crib"
Man fuck them other kids! how I feel
I I said it all in "He's Not Real"
But you beggin me to kill, want ya brain spilled
I tryna keep but it's hard to tame still
Shit's still real man you shoulda bought it
Must feel ill to see boss get extorted
Specialize in audits and hot tapes
This rap shit don't cut it it's back to flippin weight
Man I'm feelin great (Whoo!) mad units
Hustlin is the key to success but you do it
I been it down, the spray and the town
It's time the rightful owner claimed his crown

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

[Fat
Hey yo, it's all over, I a piece of the pie
Nigga hand it over or all your gon' die
And it don't take much for me to a DJ
Or clap at ya truck while you through the freeway
Shit is mad to wet you up
Betta, watch yo' bitch and dick she sucked
She gon', set you up, I to the crib
I don't know why you surprised bitches 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 'cause you can't stop me
More rich 'cause can't rob me
I plant clips at ya lobby
Joe the Don and you been
But niggaz wanna listen till they kin's gone
Now you get it on 'cause ya dollars stack
Now how you plan to holla back a hollow back?
Crack and I be the truth
Don't believe that's the streets proof
Ask the deez how my 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...