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 ingredients
go inside of a rider, you hiding from problems and
You never knew how to make
You make orders at a drive-through McDonald's
I was fly at the Apollo black Jason, '89 with a bottle
jealous of Jason, dark green seven forty, no tint
Rollie on wrist, he rock the baldy
Used to with him to Brooklyn, louis, and hallsey
Cop chocolate thai, style and burn it down
My nigga in the federal joint, verdict out
20 years getting in the dirty south
That's alleged, you see my a stand up dude
So I'm yelling free my
My nephew Malik, he jammed up too
For what his usually call for, but he ain't do it

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 matter how you try you can
Cause I'm from, what I see you wouldn't understand
Where I been, I been

You ever on the other end of a robber's revolver?
Not me, call me Nas Casalana
Or been shot in the medulla oblongata and
And praise God a bullet I never collided
Some did and they lived, I salute the
spilling, splashed by mistake on my Timb boots for y'all
N.Y. nigga, Adidas, suit
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 getting throwed in a vehicle
a old BK gangsta, but I'm the CEO
Of Nas Enterprises, mastermind, made men
My success loyalty, great friends
Dedication, hard work, routine builds
In a full of snakes, rats and scavengers
Never make out of desperation, I think through it
Break through walls like Floyd
And fluids of all kind of alcohol, y'all
Vineyards in France, yachts out in

Who you are in the recipe to what I am
Cause I'm from, man, what I see you wouldn't 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
Where I been, where I

Now holla at a
Rollie, Hublot and Audemar, deciding which one to
Who to screw, what to drive, 550 with the guts inside
Or the Super Sport Range is fly
ring on my knuckles like fire, bitch
Gat's on us, I don't really trust these
Spend a couple bucks a night on bottles on
If she beautiful, the lustful type, I'll hit it and bust
Fuck it, I'mma die one day, they gon' make that day a holiday
then, let's go on a shopping spree
Speaking for my real niggas, OGs
Certified who kill niggas when put in seat
But tonight we on chill, nigga, chill
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 ain't in the recipe to I am
Cause where I'm from, man, what I see you understand
Where I been and I do
No how you try you never can
where I'm from, what I see you wouldn't understand
Where I been, where I

B nigga, yeah
For my hood niggas, yeah,
To my man B, what up? Yeah
The city, I see you
To my man Big in the fed joint
My man Spunk, free my
All my niggas,
Vernon, I see you
I see you,
And Baltum, I see you