Luyện nghe bài hát You Wouldn't Understand

Yeah, Harlem, Bronx,

Let's make a bet, I know the reason you make it yet
You say you set, but you see the tedious ingredients
That go inside of a rider, you from problems and
You never knew how to dollars
You make orders at a drive-through McDonald's
I was fly at the Apollo black Jason, '89 with a bottle
Niggas jealous of Jason, dark green seven forty, no
Rollie on wrist, he rock the baldy
Used to ride with him to Brooklyn, louis, and
Cop thai, Vernon style and burn it down
My nigga hype in the joint, verdict out
20 years getting money in the dirty
That's alleged, you see my a stand up dude
So I'm free my nigga
My godfather Malik, he jammed up too
For what his usually call for, but he ain't do it

Who you are ain't in the recipe to I am
Cause where I'm from, man, what I see you understand
I been and what I do
No how you try you never can
Cause I'm from, what I see you wouldn't understand
I been, where I been

You been on the other end of a robber's revolver?
Not me, call me Lucky Nas
Or been shot in the oblongata and survived
And praise God with a bullet I never
did and they lived, I salute the gods
Moet spilling, splashed by mistake on my Timb for y'all
N.Y. nigga, Adidas, jogging
Shelltoes, slim, fly
Hudson River, rent a boat, t-shirt a dinner coat
And vintage Fila I'm the ghost of Domencio
On any day throwed in a tinted vehicle
a old BK gangsta, but I'm the CEO
Of Nasty Nas Enterprises, mastermind, men
My success symbolizes loyalty, great
Dedication, hard work, routine character
In a world full of snakes, and scavengers
make choices out of desperation, I think through it
Break through like Pink Floyd
And drink of all kind of alcohol, y'all
Vineyards in France, yachts out in

Who you are ain't in the to what I am
where I'm from, man, what I see you wouldn't understand
Where I been and I do
No how you try you never can
Cause where I'm from, what I see you wouldn't
Where I been, where I

Now at a millionaire
Rollie, Hublot and Audemar, which one to wear
Who to screw, what to drive, 550 the cream guts inside
Or the Super Sport truck is fly
ring on my knuckles like fire, bitch
Gat's on us, I don't trust these guys
Spend a couple bucks a on bottles on cuties
If she beautiful, the lustful type, I'll hit it and bust
Fuck it, I'mma die one day, they gon' probably that day a holiday
Until then, let's go on a spree
for my real niggas, only OGs
Certified who kill when put in that seat
But tonight we on chill, nigga, chill
Spill more Spades, listen to Jeezy and Hov, some
It's like we on the grind with no brakes
So tonight we gon' act like we on vacation with this on

Who you are in the recipe to what I am
where I'm from, man, what I see you wouldn't understand
Where I been and I do
No how you try you never can
Cause where I'm from, I see you wouldn't understand
I been, where I been

True B nigga,
For my niggas, yeah, yeah
To my man Eric B, what up?
The city, I see you
To my man Big Slate in the fed
My man Spunk, my niggas
All my niggas,
Vernon, I see you
I see you,
And Baltum, I see you