Luyện nghe bài hát The Don

New York girl, dem a mad we
New York girl, dem a mad we
New girl, dem a mad over 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
Inna New York City, inna New City
Inna New York City, inna New York

Smoking a escubano, my second bottle
I don't catch a homo, grossing our net
Simultaneously me climb higher
Heinous crimes behind me, search but can't me
Fuck sadness, had this you having this lavish
Habitual happiness at me you wouldn't look
You would have sex on condominium roof
So move next, I'll hit you with two Tecs
Rocking Roberto Cavalli no shirt on Mazy
My mommy riding beside me
Every tat mean something, that's my on my body
I'll have to something wit that Mossberg shotty
My niggas is ignant, put lead in yo
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 City, inna New York City
Inna New City, inna New York City

Yeah, army jacket swag, jacket green and black
With the square top pocket that snaps, the gas at?
Pass that, not you, you cracks in your ass crack
I never did that, my where my stash was at
Yo, I to listen to that Red Alert and Rap Attack
I fell in with all that poetry I mastered that
school with Preme team, the Fat Cat was at
Future not crystal yet Baccarat
Now I'm the one who reppin' Queens, way beyond your wildest
Bottles on bottles with surround my team
That long cash get the baddest bitches out jeans
20 years in this game, 17
I lean, no codeine, promethazine
I just blow green, which bitch to bless the king
Although on to another chapter
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
Inna New York City, inna New City
Inna New City, inna New York City

New York is like an Island, a big Rikers
The cops be out wilin', all I hear is
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 of a martyr
So I'ma, keep it on I see a billion dollars
your friends close and your enemies closer
Love chocha mommy pop it like she 'pose ta
Eyes red shot like I'm sober
Big time smoker, Indonesian
Mini me's you can hold up you end up wet up from my soldiers
Don shit, under fire I remain on 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 York
New York City, inna New York City