Luyện nghe bài hát Don Cartagena

Nobody it would be easy, ha hah
(What y'all do hah?)
(What y'all do hah?)
Nobody wanna it

As we
(What y'all do hah?)
To you what you need
(What wanna do hah?)

(What wanna do hah?)
the great
(What wanna do hah?)

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

That's the squad motto, got we call Rallo
Dame Un Trago, he go to war wit a
Simple as dat, flip out the and cripple 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

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

It's my city, and in it
Ain't a rented, it's my Benz, if you see me in it
We floodin' 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 sleep ten deep, convoyin' in the Benz
Rollin' deep with the
I put the in your Cara, adios to manana

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

Yeah, uh, yo, you better slide or catch homicide
no match for Joey Crack I'm blowin' backs out the other side
Brothers and mother's cried at wakes, these are The Breaks
Blow your head off like Jake

So take and read between the lines, ain't no cheatin mines
Player haters wanna see my shine
Up in the or in the Lex Coupe
Rockin' a fresh suit with dress shoes, on my way to Les

Less choose the we rather live, on the streets stabbin' kids
Or mad sweet in lavish cribs
Fix for my kids, six karats, I'm a whiz
Exotic parrots on my wrist

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

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

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

What you thought, we run the streets?
Now you can't ten deep, convoyin' in the Benz jeep
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 chrome in your Cara, to manana

Can't sleep, ten
Yeah,
to manana

Yeah, you got
Terror Squad,
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 about?
sleep, ten deep

Adios to