Nas - The Don

New York girls Dem A mad ova wi
New York girls Dem A mad ova wi
New York girls Dem A mad ova wi
New York girls Dem A mad ova wi
Nas the Don Nas the Don
Nas the Don Nas the Don
Nas the Don Nas the Don
Nas the Don Nas the Don
In a new york city
In a new york city
In a new york city
In a new york city
Smoking a escubano
guzzle my second bottle
Hope I don’t catch a homo
homicide
Grossing our net
Simultaneously making me climb higher
heinous crimes behind me
Search but can’t find me
Fuck sadness
Had this been you havin’ this lavish
Habitual happiness at me
you wouldn’t look backwards
You would have sex on
condominium roof decks
So anyone move next
I’ll hit you with two techs
Rocking Roberto Cavalli
no shirt on convertible Mazy
My Columbiana mommy ridin beside me
Every tat mean something
that’s my word on my body
I’ll have to lean something wit that
Mossberg shotty
My niggas is ignant
put lead in yo pigment
Just cuz y’all was mad at all the years
I was getting it
In 97 the six
98 the Bentley
Now it’s the Ghost Phantom
And ya’ll 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
In a new york city
In a new york city
In a new york city
In a new york city
Army Jacket swag
Army jacket green and black
Wit the square top pocket that snaps
Where the gas at
Pass that not you
You hold cracks
in your ass crack
I never did that
my sock where my stash was at
Yo I used to listen to that
red alert and rap attack
I fell in love with all that poetry
I mastered that
Cuttin school with
Preme team at phat cat was at
Future not crystal clear yet Baccarat
Now I'm the one that’s reppin
Queens way beyond
your wildest dreams
Bottles on bottles with
sparklers surround my team
That long cash get
the baddest bitches out they jeans
20 years in this game lookin 17
I don’t lean
no codeine promethazine
I just blow green
pick which bitch to bless the king
Although he’s on to another chapter
Heavy D gave this beat to
Salaam for me to rap to
Blaaaah
Nas the Don Nas the Don
Nas the Don Nas the Don
Nas the Don Nas the Don
Nas the Don Nas the Don
In a new york city
In a new york city
In a new york city
In a new york city
Yeah yeah
New York is like an Island
a big Rikers Island
The cops be out wildin
all I hear is sirens
It’s all about surviving
same old two step
Tryna stay alive when
They be out robbin
I been out rhyming
Since born knowledge
like prophet Muhammad
Say the ink from a scholar
Worth more than the blood of a martyr
So I’mma
Keep it on til I see billion dollars
Keep your friends close
and ya enemies closer
Love model chocha mommy
pop it like she suppose to
Eyes red shot like
I’m never sober
Big time smoker Indonesian doja
Minis me you can hold up before
you get all wet up from my soldiers
Don shit
Under fire I remain on some calm shit
This for every ghetto and the hood
Nas the Don and Supercat the Don Dotta
Understood
Nas the Don Nas the Don
Nas the Don Nas the Don
Nas the Don Nas the Don
Nas the Don Nas the Don
In a new york city
In a new york city
In a new york city
In a new york city