Luyện nghe bài hát The Don

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

Smoking a escubano, guzzle my second
Hope I catch a homo, grossing our net
Simultaneously me climb higher
crimes behind me, search but can't find me
Fuck sadness, had this been you this lavish
Habitual at me you wouldn't look backwards
You would have sex on condominium roof
So anyone move next, I'll hit you with two
Rocking Roberto Cavalli no shirt on Mazy
My Colombiana riding beside me
Every tat mean something, that's my on my body
I'll have to lean something wit that shotty
My is ignant, put lead 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 can't '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 York
Inna New York City, inna New City

Yeah, army jacket swag, jacket green and black
With the square top pocket that snaps, the gas at?
Pass that, not you, you cracks in your ass crack
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 poetry I mastered that
Cutting with Preme team, the Fat Cat was at
not crystal clear yet Baccarat
Now I'm the one who reppin' Queens, way beyond your dreams
Bottles on bottles with sparklers surround my
long cash get the baddest bitches out they jeans
20 years in game, looking 17
I lean, no codeine, promethazine
I just green, pick which bitch to bless the king
Although on to another chapter
Heavy D gave 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 York City, 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, old two step
Try to stay alive they be out robbin'
I been out rhymin' since knowledge
Like prophet said the ink from a scholar
Worth more than the blood of a
So I'ma, keep it on I see a billion dollars
Keep your close and your enemies closer
Love chocha mommy pop it like she 'pose ta
red shot like I'm never sober
Big time smoker, Indonesian
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, 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, inna New York
New York City, inna New York City