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
New York City, inna New York City
Inna New York City, inna New York

a escubano, guzzle my second bottle
Hope I don't a homo, grossing our net
Simultaneously making me climb
crimes behind me, search but can't find me
Fuck sadness, had this been you having this
Habitual happiness at me you wouldn't backwards
You would have sex on condominium roof
So move next, I'll hit you with 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 that shotty
My niggas is ignant, put lead in yo
Just cuz y'all was mad at all the I was getting it
In 97 the six, 98 the
Now it's the Ghost Phantom and can't 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 York
Inna New York City, inna New City

Yeah, army jacket swag, Army jacket and black
With the square top pocket snaps, where the gas at?
Pass that, not you, you hold cracks in your ass
I never did that, my sock's my stash was at
Yo, I used to listen to Red Alert and Rap Attack
I fell in love with all that I mastered that
Cutting with Preme team, the Fat Cat was at
Future not clear yet Baccarat
Now I'm the one who reppin' Queens, way your wildest dreams
Bottles on bottles sparklers surround my team
That long cash get the baddest bitches out they
20 years in game, looking 17
I don't lean, no codeine,
I just green, pick which bitch to bless the king
Although he's on to another
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, inna New York
Inna New York City, inna New 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 alive when they be out robbin'
I been out rhymin' since born
Like prophet Muhammad the ink from a scholar
more than the blood of a martyr
So I'ma, keep it on 'til I see a dollars
Keep your friends close and your enemies
Love model chocha mommy pop it she 'pose ta
Eyes red shot like I'm sober
Big smoker, Indonesian doja
Mini you can hold up before you end up wet up from my soldiers
Don shit, under fire I remain on some shit
This for 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
New York City, inna New York City
Inna New York City, inna New York