Luyện nghe bài hát The Don

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

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

Yeah, jacket swag, Army jacket green and black
the square top pocket that snaps, where the gas at?
Pass that, not you, you hold cracks in ass crack
I never did that, my where my stash was at
Yo, I used to listen to that Red Alert and Rap
I fell in love with all poetry I mastered that
Cutting school with 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 with sparklers surround my team
That long cash get the baddest bitches out they
20 years in this game, 17
I don't lean, no codeine,
I just blow green, pick which bitch to bless the
Although he's on to another
Heavy D gave beat 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 City, inna New York City
Inna New York City, New York City

New York is an Island, a big Rikers Island
The cops be out wilin', all I is sirens
It's all about surviving, old two step
Try to alive when they be out robbin'
I out rhymin' since born knowledge
Like prophet said the ink from a scholar
Worth more the blood of a martyr
So I'ma, keep it on 'til I see a billion
Keep your friends and your enemies closer
Love model chocha mommy pop it she 'pose ta
Eyes red shot I'm never sober
Big smoker, Indonesian doja
Mini me's you can hold up before you end up wet up from my
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 City
Inna New York City, New York City