New York girls dem are bad over we
New York girls dem are bad over we
New York girls dem are bad over we
New York girls dem are bad 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
In a new york city
In a new york city
In a new york city
In a new york city
Yea yea
Smoking a Escubano, guzzle my
second bottle
Hope I don’t catch a homo homicide
Grossing our net
Simultaneous making me climb higher
heinous crimes behind me
Search but can’t find me
F**K 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 ignorant put lead
in yo pigment
Just for all the days y’all was
mad 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 crack where your ass at
I never did that, my sock
where my stash was at
Yo I use to listen to that red
alert and rap attack
I fell in love with the 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 a
bitch can 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 dollar
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 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
new york