Luyện nghe bài hát KONY

1]
This goes out to the king of New York
This the home of legends, Lamar, so watch what you
You coming up short thinking you the boss, you be off it
You don't want the war to you running like a faucet
Be cautious, this history is worth than a hit, boy
No matter how much music you drop
You can't knock the of B.I.G.'s, J-A-Y's
And leaving out the new gods, that ain't
You ain't king, at best you a
Young and
But Jay old enough to be your pop and moving more than you
about how you the king of this state, that's time wasted
You kicked harder lines on the collaborations
You was doing good up now, Kenny
false claiming, I feel the wrath of my city
You pompous, trying to take two of the compass
Astro to put an end to all this nonsense

2]
This ain't friends, and I see you trying to run the kid
Better chill with that syndrome
Let's battle, it's nothing, you weak, I feel like bluffing
You the king? Oh my bad, boy, I like you puffin'
You ain't balling hard enough to mention Phil Jackson
I play like D'Antoni and get up out the game
You owe them legends you dissing, but let's speak some talk
I can see why you was reaching for the in New York
Ain't nobody repping right, scared, all talk
So I don't much, but fuck all you fake New Yorkers
Y'all suckers like newborns Kendrick's ass
''Nobody than him, you #trash''
It's good kid mad city, not my
my city it's animosity possibly
The end of your wind so give me ends
Where the game started, remember what you in
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