Luyện nghe bài hát King of New York

An' bamba clad boy feel dem bobbin try an' 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] What is it Khalid, is it?
[Khalid] The King of New York has returned
The of New York, the Don Cartagena
Joe Crack, Terror leader!
(Whoo.. whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo!!)

Joe]
The fuck?! What?!
Yeah, mind on my money; on my mind
mind on my money; money on my mind

Aiyyo, who can test I, the King of N.Y.
ever since Big Boy died from Bed-Stuy
I've been, controllin the street, the heat
Shit I only want what's stolen from me (Nah you fuckin wit us)
with me, could only get you fast cars and
Fuck mad and, dine amongst the stars,
but we gettin mad chave in the life we
MTV's comin over to feel my "Crib"
Man fuck them 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 bought it
Must ill to see your boss get extorted
in audits and makin hot tapes
This rap shit don't cut it then back to flippin weight
Man I'm great (Whoo!) Pushin mad units
Hustlin is the key to success but you do it
I layin it down, the spray and the town
It's about time the rightful owner claimed his

[Chorus: Buju Banton + Fat
[BB] Who the fuck you be fuckin with this?!
As Big Pun's you'll be givin a shit!
[FJ] Not a soul! I let you know from the get go!
Wanna war the Squad, walk through the threshold!
[BB] Who the fuck you know be fuckin 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 while you ridin through the freeway
Shit is mad to wet you up
Betta, watch yo' bitch and who's dick she
She gon', set you up, I been to the
I don't know why you surprised 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 shit you can't stop me
More 'cause they can't 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 back with a hollow
Joey Crack and I be the
Don't believe the streets till proof
Ask the deez how my blew
sayin, "Damn, what we did to duke?!"
Better gather them and hope you make it through

2x

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