Luyện nghe bài hát The Don

New York girl, dem a mad we
New girl, dem a mad over we
New girl, dem a mad over we
New York girl, dem a mad we

Nas the Don, Nas the Don, Nas the Don, Nas the Don
Nas the Don, Nas the Don, Nas the Don, Nas the Don
Inna New City, inna New York City
New York City, inna New York City

Smoking a escubano, guzzle my bottle
Hope I don't a homo, grossing our net
Simultaneously me climb higher
Heinous crimes me, search but can't find me
Fuck sadness, had been you having this lavish
Habitual happiness at me you look backwards
You would have sex on condominium roof
So anyone next, I'll hit you with two Tecs
Rocking Roberto no shirt on convertible Mazy
My Colombiana riding beside me
Every tat something, that's my word on my body
I'll to lean something wit that Mossberg shotty
My niggas is ignant, put in yo pigment
cuz y'all was mad at all the years I was getting it
In 97 the six, 98 the
Now it's the Ghost Phantom and y'all stand 'em but

Nas the Don, Nas the Don, Nas the Don, Nas the Don
Nas the Don, Nas the Don, Nas the Don, Nas the Don
Inna New York City, inna New City
Inna New York City, inna New City

Yeah, jacket swag, Army jacket green and black
the square top pocket that snaps, where the gas at?
Pass that, not you, you hold cracks in your ass
I never did that, my sock's my stash was at
Yo, I used to to that Red Alert and Rap Attack
I fell in love with all that poetry I mastered
Cutting school Preme team, the Fat Cat was at
Future not clear yet Baccarat
Now I'm the one who reppin' Queens, way beyond your wildest
Bottles on bottles with surround my team
long cash get the baddest bitches out they jeans
20 years in game, looking 17
I lean, no codeine, promethazine
I blow green, pick which bitch to bless the king
he's on to another chapter
Heavy D this beat to Salaam for me to rap to, rah

Nas the Don, Nas the Don, Nas the Don, Nas the Don
Nas the Don, Nas the Don, Nas the Don, Nas the Don
New York City, inna New York City
Inna New City, inna New York City

New is like an Island, a big Rikers Island
The be out wilin', all I hear is sirens
It's all about surviving, same old two
Try to stay alive they be out robbin'
I been out rhymin' born knowledge
Like prophet Muhammad said the ink from a
Worth more the blood of a martyr
So I'ma, keep it on 'til I see a billion
Keep your friends close and your enemies
Love model chocha mommy pop it she 'pose ta
Eyes red shot like I'm sober
Big time smoker, Indonesian
Mini you can hold up before you end up wet up from my soldiers
Don shit, under fire I remain on some shit
This for every ghetto in the
Nas the Don, Super Cat the Don Dada,

Nas the Don, Nas the Don, Nas the Don, Nas the Don
Nas the Don, Nas the Don, Nas the Don, Nas the Don
Inna New York City, New York City
Inna New York City, inna New City