Luyện nghe bài hát Definition of a Don

Yeah, of a don
It's like I gotta keep you and remindin' you
that 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 they you got the stacks?
You stuck being in on the blocks with your paps
And the to hard niggaz gotta fall back
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

Yeah, yo, you understand my story of life I live
Most niggaz that really know me got life as
The trife as kids, this ain't no shit
These niggaz really kill you, your wife and kids
I walked many 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 sealed in pink tops, tryin' to get a gram off
A wild adolescent, raised by the

Mesmerized by the dealers and the they eat
And when they the heat, I was the shorty to take the hand off
Run upstairs, tryin' to the gat past grand moms
is how it should be done, my life
Is identical to none, son tried to duplicate but I knew he was
'Cuz every time I walked by he turned blue in the
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

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

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

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

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 fall back
Damn papi, shit is icey now
In the witcha Benz rims pokin' out
You got the niggaz in the pen straight out
But when the don is on close your mouth

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