Luyện nghe bài hát Definition of a Don

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

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

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

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

They wanna know why ya name is Crack
You a hustler, how they you got the stacks?
You stuck being in jacks on the blocks with paps
And the to hard niggaz 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 the don is on nigga close your mouth

Yeah, my name ring bells a P O
Put the pressure on a nigga like I'm at the doe
With the muzzle out, nigga can't shoke my dough
I'm at his house
up his pops, put the pistol in his brother's mouth
Wave bricks, whips, a few coke and next play the strip
With chrome that they won't forget
And on the weekends we shut down
You know them crazy Peurto ricans always it up
If I can't it, I'm a extort it

If I cut it, I'm a bake it
Strip you butt-naked, I'm a thorough bred
guns and pump heroin
Never O.T. I'm too light for Maryland
I'd rather play the streets of New
the friends are guaranteed
To keep the meat on my
I'm just a hustler, put the tap
On our phones in of cuffin' us
wonder why we livin' life so illustrious

They wanna know why ya name is Crack
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 shit is now
In the bronx witcha Benz pokin' out
You got the niggaz in the pen lockin' out
But when the don is on nigga your mouth

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