Luyện nghe bài hát Don Cartagena

Nobody said it be easy, ha hah
(What wanna do hah?)
(What wanna do hah?)
Nobody handle it

As we
(What wanna do hah?)
To give you you need
(What wanna do hah?)

(What y'all do hah?)
the great
(What y'all do hah?)

Now why the sad face, for fellas that's diamond laced
to find a place to recline, shine my face
Under the sun where it's warm, runnin' with Pun I'm gone
That's word is on my moms

That's the squad motto, got we call Rallo
Dame Un Trago, he go to war wit a
Simple as dat, flip out the mack and a cat
through your back tissue with any pistol I pack

Physical rap means we live the
Long as fear us you could never entirely dissapear us
We the you ever gon' see
In all honesty, ain't another brother that's hotter me

get nowhere, that's why I go there
Like lettin' you know to buy the new Fat Joe gear
Five sixty, only the Squad with me
Unless you a Bad Boy, and roll with Puff

It's my city, and in it
a thing rented, it's my Benz, if you see me in it
We invented the watch, and runnin' the spots
why, I'm not a player, I just crush a lot

What you thought, we ain't run the
Now you can't ten deep, convoyin' in the Benz jeep
deep with the Don-Tana
I put the chrome in your Cara, to manana

What you thought, we ain't run the
Now you can't sleep ten deep, convoyin' in the Benz
Rollin' deep with the
I put the chrome in your Cara, adios to

Yeah, uh, yo, you slide or catch this homicide
Ain't no for Joey Crack I'm blowin' backs out the other side
died and mother's cried at wakes, these are The Breaks
Kurtis Blow head off like Jake

So take heed and read between the lines, ain't no cheatin
Player haters never wanna see my
Up in the Range or in the Lex
a fresh suit with dress shoes, on my way to Les Boo's

Less choose the life we rather live, on the streets stabbin'
Or livin' mad sweet in lavish
Fix marriages for my kids, six karats, I'm a
Exotic tokin' on my wrist

It shit but for sex, money, and drugs
thugs with slugs and wrap bodies in rugs
What the fuck, Joe Crack, twist your cap
Leave your heart flat, once Terror Squad attacks

you thought, we ain't run the streets?
Now you can't sleep ten deep, convoyin' in the Benz
Rollin' with the Don-Tana
I put the in your Cara, adios to manana

What you thought, we ain't run the
Now you can't sleep ten deep, in the Benz jeep
Rollin' deep with the
I put the in your Cara, adios to manana

What you thought, we ain't run the
Now you can't ten deep, convoyin' in the Benz jeep
deep with the Don-Tana
I put the chrome in your Cara, to manana

What you thought, we run the streets?
Now you can't sleep ten deep, in the Benz jeep
Rollin' deep with the
I put the chrome in your Cara, adios to

sleep, ten deep
Yeah,
Adios to

Yeah, you got
Squad, what?
Bad Boy,
Crack, Big Pun
I see you, I see you

C'mon, yeah, yeah, say what, say
Say what, say

What's you are talking
Can't sleep, ten

Adios to