Luyện nghe bài hát You Wouldn't Understand

Yeah, Harlem, Bronx,

Let's make a bet, I know the reason you ain't it yet
You say you set, but you ain't see the ingredients
That go inside of a rider, you from problems and
You knew how to make dollars
You couldn't make at a drive-through McDonald's
I was fly at the Apollo black Jason, '89 with a bottle
Niggas of Jason, dark green seven forty, no tint
Rollie on wrist, he rock the baldy
Used to ride him to Brooklyn, louis, and hallsey
Cop chocolate thai, Vernon style and it down
My nigga hype in the federal joint, out
20 years getting in the dirty south
alleged, you see my nigga's a stand up dude
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 recipe to 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 been on the other end of a robber's
Not me, call me Nas Casalana
Or been shot in the medulla oblongata and
And praise God with a I never collided
Some did and they lived, I 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 with a 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 Nas Enterprises, mastermind, made men
My success loyalty, great friends
Dedication, hard work, routine character
In a world 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 where I'm from, man, what I see you wouldn't
Where I and what I do
No matter how you try you can
Cause where I'm from, I see you wouldn't understand
Where I been, where I

Now at a millionaire
Rollie, Hublot and Audemar, deciding one to wear
Who to screw, what to drive, 550 with the cream inside
Or the Super Sport 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
it, I'mma 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 niggas when put in seat
But tonight we on chill, nigga, mode
Spill more Spades, to Jeezy and Hov, some Rozay
It's like we always on the grind no brakes
So tonight we gon' act like we on vacation this on rotation

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

B nigga, yeah
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, free my
All my niggas,
Vernon, I see you
I see you,
And Baltum, I see you