Luyện nghe bài hát You Wouldn't Understand

Yeah, Harlem, Bronx,

make 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 of a rider, you hiding from problems and
You never knew how to make
You couldn't make orders at a McDonald's
I was fly at the with black Jason, '89 with a bottle
jealous of Jason, dark green seven forty, no tint
Rollie on wrist, he rock the baldy
Used to ride with him to Brooklyn, louis, and
Cop chocolate thai, Vernon and burn it down
My hype in the federal joint, verdict out
20 years money in the dirty south
alleged, you see my nigga's a stand up dude
So I'm yelling my nigga
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 recipe to 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
where I'm from, what I see you wouldn't understand
Where I been, I been

You ever been on the other end of a revolver?
Not me, call me Nas Casalana
Or been shot in the oblongata and survived
And praise God with a I never collided
Some did and they lived, I the gods
Moet spilling, splashed by on my Timb boots for y'all
N.Y. nigga, Adidas, suit
Shelltoes, slim, fly
Hudson River, rent a boat, t-shirt with a dinner
And vintage like I'm the ghost of Domencio
On any day getting in a tinted vehicle
a old BK gangsta, but I'm the CEO
Of Nas Enterprises, mastermind, made men
My success symbolizes loyalty, great
Dedication, work, routine builds character
In a full of snakes, rats and scavengers
Never choices out of desperation, I think through it
Break walls like Pink Floyd
And drink fluids of all of alcohol, y'all
in France, yachts 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 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 at a millionaire
Rollie, Hublot and Audemar, deciding which one to
Who to screw, what to drive, 550 with the cream inside
Or the Sport Range truck is fly
Diamond ring on my knuckles like fire,
Gat's on us, I don't really trust guys
Spend a couple bucks a on bottles on cuties
If she beautiful, the lustful type, hit it and bust inside
Fuck it, I'mma die one day, they gon' probably make day a holiday
then, let's go on a shopping spree
Speaking for my real niggas, OGs
Certified who kill when put in that seat
But we on chill, nigga, chill mode
Spill more Spades, to Jeezy and Hov, some Rozay
It's we always on the grind with no brakes
So tonight we gon' act like we on vacation with this on

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

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, free my
All my niggas,
Vernon, I see you
I see you,
And Baltum, I see you