Luyện nghe bài hát The Don

New York girl, dem a mad we
New York girl, dem a mad we
New York girl, dem a mad we
New girl, dem a mad over we

Nas the Don, Nas the Don, Nas the Don, Nas the Don
Nas the Don, Nas the Don, Nas the Don, Nas the Don
New York City, inna New York City
Inna New York City, New York City

Smoking a escubano, my second bottle
I don't catch a homo, grossing our net
Simultaneously making me higher
crimes behind me, search but can't find me
Fuck sadness, had this been you having lavish
Habitual at me you wouldn't look backwards
You would sex on condominium roof decks
So anyone move next, I'll hit you two Tecs
Rocking Roberto Cavalli no shirt on Mazy
My Colombiana mommy riding me
Every tat mean something, that's my word on my
I'll have to lean something wit Mossberg shotty
My niggas is ignant, put in yo pigment
Just cuz was mad at all the years I was getting it
In 97 the six, 98 the
Now it's the Ghost Phantom and y'all stand 'em but

Nas the Don, Nas the Don, Nas the Don, Nas the Don
Nas the Don, Nas the Don, Nas the Don, Nas the Don
Inna New York City, New York City
Inna New City, inna New York City

Yeah, army swag, Army jacket green and black
With the square top that snaps, where the gas at?
Pass that, not you, you hold cracks in your ass
I never did that, my where my stash was at
Yo, I used to listen to Red Alert and Rap Attack
I fell in love with all that I mastered that
Cutting with Preme team, the Fat Cat was at
Future not crystal yet Baccarat
Now I'm the one who reppin' Queens, way beyond your dreams
Bottles on bottles with surround my team
long cash get the baddest bitches out they jeans
20 in this game, looking 17
I lean, no codeine, promethazine
I just blow green, pick which bitch to bless the
Although he's on to another
Heavy D gave this to Salaam for me to rap to, rah

Nas the Don, Nas the Don, Nas the Don, Nas the Don
Nas the Don, Nas the Don, Nas the Don, Nas the Don
New York City, inna New York City
Inna New York City, inna New York

New York is like an Island, a big Island
The cops be out wilin', all I is sirens
It's all about surviving, same old two
Try to stay alive when be out robbin'
I been out rhymin' born knowledge
Like prophet said the ink from a scholar
Worth more than the blood of a
So I'ma, keep it on I see a billion dollars
Keep friends close and your enemies closer
Love model mommy pop it like she 'pose ta
Eyes red shot like I'm never
Big smoker, Indonesian doja
Mini you can hold up before you end up wet up from my soldiers
Don shit, under fire I on some calm shit
for every ghetto in the hood
Nas the Don, Super Cat the Don Dada,

Nas the Don, Nas the Don, Nas the Don, Nas the Don
Nas the Don, Nas the Don, Nas the Don, Nas the Don
Inna New York City, inna New City
Inna New City, inna New York City