Luyện nghe bài hát The Don

New York girl, dem a mad we
New York girl, dem a mad we
New York girl, dem a mad we
New girl, dem a mad over 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
Inna New York City, inna New City

a escubano, guzzle my second bottle
Hope I don't catch a homo, our net
Simultaneously making me higher
Heinous crimes me, search but can't find me
sadness, had this been you having this lavish
Habitual happiness at me you wouldn't backwards
You would have sex on condominium roof
So anyone move next, I'll hit you two Tecs
Rocking Roberto Cavalli no shirt on Mazy
My Colombiana mommy riding me
Every tat mean something, that's my on my body
I'll have to lean something wit Mossberg shotty
My niggas is ignant, put in yo pigment
Just cuz y'all was mad at all the years I was 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
New York City, inna New York City

Yeah, army jacket swag, Army jacket and black
With the top pocket that snaps, where the gas at?
Pass that, not you, you hold cracks in your ass
I never did that, my where my stash was at
Yo, I used to listen to that Red and Rap Attack
I fell in love with all that I mastered that
Cutting school with team, the Fat Cat was at
Future not crystal clear yet
Now I'm the one who Queens, way beyond your wildest dreams
Bottles on bottles sparklers surround my team
That long cash get the baddest bitches out jeans
20 in this game, looking 17
I lean, no codeine, promethazine
I just 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
Inna New York City, New York City
New York City, inna New York City

New York is an Island, a big Rikers Island
The cops be out wilin', all I is sirens
It's all about surviving, same old two
Try to stay alive when be out robbin'
I been out since born knowledge
prophet Muhammad said the ink from a scholar
Worth more the blood of a martyr
So I'ma, keep it on 'til I see a billion
your friends close and your enemies closer
Love model mommy pop it like she 'pose ta
red shot like I'm never sober
Big smoker, Indonesian doja
Mini me's you can hold up before you end up wet up my soldiers
Don shit, fire I remain on some calm shit
for every ghetto in the hood
Nas the Don, Cat the Don Dada, understood?

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