Luyện nghe bài hát KONY

1]
This goes out to the so-called of New York
This the home of legends, Lamar, so watch you talk
You coming up short you the boss, you must be off it
You don't want the war to send you running like a
Be cautious, this history is worth than a hit, boy
No matter how much good music you
You knock the legacy of B.I.G.'s, J-A-Y's
And leaving out the new gods, that wise
You ain't king, at you a duke
and poppin'
But Jay old to be your pop and moving more units than you
Talking about how you the of this state, that's time wasted
You kicked harder on the Miguel collaborations
You was doing up until now, Kenny
Started claiming, I feel the wrath of my city
You pompous, to take two sides of the compass
king to put an end to all this nonsense

2]
This ain't friends, and I see you to run the kid home
Better chill with that syndrome
Let's battle, it's nothing, you weak, I feel you're bluffing
You the king? Oh my bad, boy, I like you puffin'
You ain't balling enough to mention Phil Jackson name
I play like and get Lamar up out the game
You owe them legends you dissing, but speak some real talk
I can see why you was reaching for the in New York
nobody repping right, they scared, all talk
So I don't curse much, but fuck all you fake New
Y'all suckers like newborns Kendrick's ass
''Nobody better 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 started, remember what state you in
New