Luyện nghe bài hát You Wouldn't Understand

Yeah, Harlem, Bronx,

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

Who you are ain't in the to what I am
Cause where I'm from, man, what I see you wouldn't
I been and what I do
No matter how you try you can
Cause where I'm from, what I see you wouldn't
Where I been, where I

You ever been on the end of a robber's revolver?
Not me, call me Nas Casalana
Or been shot in the oblongata and survived
And praise God with a bullet I collided
Some did and they lived, I salute the
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 with a coat
And vintage like 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 loyalty, great friends
Dedication, hard work, routine character
In a world full of snakes, rats and
Never make choices out of desperation, I through it
Break through walls Pink Floyd
And drink of all kind of alcohol, y'all
Vineyards in France, out in Cannes

Who you are in the recipe to what I am
Cause where I'm from, man, what I see you wouldn't
Where I been and I do
No matter how you try you can
Cause I'm from, what I see you wouldn't understand
Where I been, where I

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

Who you are in the recipe to what I am
Cause where I'm from, man, what I see you wouldn't
I been and what I do
No matter how you try you can
Cause where I'm from, what I see you understand
Where I been, I been

True B nigga,
For my niggas, yeah, yeah
To my man B, what up? Yeah
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