Luyện nghe bài hát King Kunta

I got a bone to
I don't want you monkey mouth sittin' in my throne again
(Aye aye nigga whats nigga, K Dot back in the hood nigga)
I'm mad (He mad), but I stressin'
True friends, one

Bitch you when I was walkin'?
Now I run the game got the whole world talkin', Kunta
Everybody cut the legs off him, Kunta
man taking no losses
Bitch where you I was walkin'?
Now I run the game, got the whole talkin', King Kunta
Everybody wanna cut the off him

you got the yams (What's the yams?)
The yam is the power be
You can smell it when I'm down the street
(Oh yes we can, oh yes we can)
I can dig rapping, but a rapper a ghost writer?
the fuck happened? (Oh no) I swore I wouldn't tell
But most of y'all share bars, like you got the bottom in a two man cell
(A two man cell)
in the water (Something's in the water)
And if I got a brown for some gold then I'd rather be a bum than a motherfuckin' baller

where you when I was walkin'?
Now I run the game got the world talkin', King Kunta
wanna cut the legs off him, Kunta
Black man no losses
Bitch where you I was walkin'?
Now I run the game, got the whole world talkin', Kunta
Everybody wanna cut the off him

you got the yams (What's the yams?)
The yam it out of Richard Pryor
Bill Clinton with desires
24/7, 365 days two
I was gettin' on stage
Just to go back to the see my enemies and say

Bitch where you when I was
Now I run the game got the world talkin', King Kunta
Everybody wanna cut the legs off him,
Black man no losses
Bitch where you when I was
Now I run the game, got the whole world talkin', Kunta
wanna cut the legs off him

(You mouth mammy fucker)
I was gonna kill a couple but they did it to themselves
Everybody's they don't even need my help
This shit is elementary, probably go to jail
If I shoot at identity and bounce to the left
Stuck a flag in my city, everybody's "Compton"
I should probably run for Mayor I'm done, to be honest
And I put on my Mama and my baby boo too
million walkin' out the court buildin', woo woo!
Ah yeah, fuck the
I it past 25 and there I was
A little nappy headed nigga the world behind him
Life ain't shit but a fat
Screamin' "Annie are you ok? are you ok?"
Limo tinted with the plates
Straight from the bottom, this the of the beast
From a peasant to a prince to a king

Bitch where was you I was
(By the time you the next pop, the funk shall be within you)
Now I run the game got the whole world talkin', Kunta
wanna cut the legs off him, (King) Kunta
Black man no losses
Bitch where was you when I was
Now I run the game got the whole world talkin', Kunta
Everybody cut the legs off him

(Funk, funk, funk, funk, funk, funk)
We want the
(Now if I give you the funk, you take it)
We want the
(Now if I give you the funk, you take it)
We the funk
(Now if I you the funk, you gon' take it)
We want the
(Do you the funk?)
We want the
(Do you the funk?)
We the funk
(Now if I give you the funk, you gon' it)
We want the

I you was conflicted, misusing your influence