Nas - The Don lyrics
[Intro: Super Cat] Super Cat New York girls Dem A mad ova wi [4x] Nas the Don [8x] In a new york city [4x] [Verse 1] Yea.. yea Smoking a escubano, guzzle my second bottle Hope I dont catch a h*mo (homicide) Grossing our net Simultaneously making me climb higher, heinous crimes behind me Search but cant find me f** sadness Had this been you havin this lavish Habitual happiness at me you wouldnt look backwards You would have s** on condominium roof decks So anyone move next Ill hit you with two techs Rocking Roberto Cavalli no shirt on convertible Mazy My Columbiana mommy ridin beside me Every tat mean something, thats my word on my body Ill have to lean something wit that Mossberg shotty My n***as is ignant, put lead in yo pigment Just cuz yall was mad at all the years I was getting it In 97 the six 98 the Bentley Now its the Ghost Phantom And yall cant stand em but [Hook] Nas the Don [8x] In a new york city [4x] [Verse 2] Army Jacket swag Army jacket green and black Wit the square top pocket that snaps Where the gas at? Pa** that, not you You hold cracks in your a** 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 thats reppin Queens way beyond your wildest dreams Bottles on bottles with sparklers surround my team That long cash get the baddest b**hes out they jeans 20 years in this game lookin 17 I dont lean: no codeine, promethazine I just blow green, pick which b**h to bless the king Although hes on to another chapter Heavy D gave this beat to Salaam for me to rap to Blaaaah [Hook] [Verse 3] Yeah yeah.. New York is like an Island a big Rikers Island The cops be out wildin, all I hear is sirens Its 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 Imma 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 Im never sober Big time smoker Indonesian doja Minis me you can hold up before you get all wet up from my soldiers Don sh** Under fire I remain on some calm sh** This for every ghetto and the hood Nas the Don and Supercat the Don Dotta Understood [Hook]