Luyện nghe bài hát Definition of a Don

Yeah, of a don
like I gotta keep remindin' you and remindin' you
Who's nigga, you heard the kid
Fly was on the of all those who oppose the squad us
It's the don Cartagena ya heard

They wanna know why ya name is Joey
You a hustler, how think you got the stacks?
You stuck being in jacks on the blocks with paps
And the squad to hard niggaz gotta fall
papi, you're shit is icey now
In the bronx Benz rims pokin' out
You got the in the pen straight lockin' out
But when the don is on nigga close mouth

Yeah, yo, you wouldn't understand my story of I live
Most niggaz that know me got life as bids
The as kids, this ain't no scarface shit
These really will kill you, your wife and kids
I walked through blocks niggaz couldn't stand on
Had locked before I had a glock to even put my hands on
Before I had the doe to put my on
Before I had rocks sealed in pink tops, tryin' to get a off
A wild adolescent, raised by the

Mesmerized by the dealers and the places eat
And they blazed the heat, I was the shorty to take the hand off
Run upstairs, tryin' to sneak the gat past grand
This is how it be done, my life
Is identical to none, son tried to but I knew he was fake
every time I walked by he turned blue in the face
I'm like on the leg when I pop
All my change is heavy on the weight when I cop
It's just the way done
Niggaz tell me they respect the way I blaze them
On hold it down for the bronx in the of pun

They wanna know why ya name is Joey
You a hustler, how think you got the stacks?
You stuck being in jacks on the blocks your paps
And the squad to hard niggaz gotta back
Damn papi, you're is icey now
In the witcha Benz rims pokin' out
You got the in the pen straight lockin' out
But when the don is on nigga close your

Yeah, my name ring like a P O
Put the pressure on a nigga I'm right at the doe
With the muzzle out, nigga can't with my dough
I'm at his mothers
Beat up his pops, put the in his brother's mouth
Wave bricks, whips, jerked a few coke and next play the
With chrome knowin' that they won't
And on the weekends we shut clubs
You know crazy Peurto ricans always fuckin' it up
If I can't afford it, I'm a it

If I can't cut it, I'm a it
you niggaz butt-naked, I'm a thorough bred
Carry guns and heroin
Never went O.T. I'm too for Maryland
I'd play the streets of New York
Where the are guaranteed
To keep the meat on my
I'm a hustler, feds put the tap
On our phones in of cuffin' us
Then wonder why we livin' so illustrious

They know why ya name is Joey Crack
You a hustler, how they think you got the
You stuck being in jacks on the with your paps
And the squad to hard niggaz gotta fall
Damn papi, you're is icey now
In the bronx witcha Benz pokin' out
You got the in the pen straight lockin' out
But when the don is on nigga your mouth

They wanna know why ya name is Crack
You a hustler, how they you got the stacks?
You stuck being in jacks on the with your paps
And the squad to hard gotta fall back
Damn papi, shit is icey now
In the bronx witcha Benz pokin' out
You got the niggaz in the pen straight out
But when the don is on nigga close your