Luyện nghe bài hát Loco-Motive

Yo, yo, I it and I speak it
My is reefer
Big to most, an uninhibited freak to sleep with
My are realistic, nothin' is figurative
I can wish it into existence, god want nigga to live
Blunt big as a dread, I get high and forget who
Who we in the head and who we left for dead
Who are you niggas? Why niggas?
The truth is the truth, I put my scars on niggas
They wear them lifetime, they tell hoes, "Nas did this"
Pointin' to they scars like, "right here, baby, Nas did this"
Like a of honor, not braggin' I'm just honest
War stories we tell them, nothin's realer karma
Sip prohibition liquor, prohibition
Rap dempsey, matte black bentley, pimply
Shatterin' silence, passin' 'round the chalice
Due to my Indian ancestry at the dispensary
Official kings and gents is who I mix and with
Fuck ice, I rock rubies, amethyst
fuck your wife cause she a groupie, scandalous
This for my bad bitches, ghetto glamorous

Yo, what we talkin' 'bout
What we 'bout niggas?
is Nas, what, Nas
What, nasty, what, recollect,

At seventeen I made seventeen thousand livin' in housin'
Integrity intact, reppin'
They askin' how he disappear and back on top
Sayin', "Nas have naked pictures of god or somethin'"
To keep is my way like Francis
As long as I'm breathin', I'll chances
A soldier home, twenty years old with no legs
there's no sense to cry and complain, just go 'head
So much to write and say, yo I don't know to start
So I'll with the basics and flow from the heart
I know you think my life is good my diamond piece
But my life been good I started finding peace
I shouldn't even be smilin', I be angry and depressed
I been rich than I been broke, I confess
I started out broke, got rich, paper then made it back
Like trump bein' up down up, play with

My nigga's like a
Nas, we push it, 'em
Queensbridge to
Harlem, bronx, all
You even supposed to be here
You where you at?

At night, New York, eat a too hot
Use my tongue to tear the skin from the roof of my mouth
Shit was felissimo, melted pot, city hot
Staggerin' drunker than those cops 2pac shot
I was a crook by the with that iron thing, concealed
Reachin', as I heard them iron wheels screechin'
When it came to a whoever walked off got caught
man safe behind a locked door for sure
Minor thief shit, minor league shit,
Lookin' for the young, but now we older chiefin'
In my truck, play the greatest of slick rick
on how his imagination was so sick
It's beef, sinister niggas snicker through yellow teeth
agin' my niggas faster than felonies
How dare I? be, somethin' in the air that corrupts me
Look at my upkeep, and sublease
I'm here

for my trapped in the 90's niggas
For my trapped in the 90's
Ha, for y'all