Luyện nghe bài hát Loco-Motive

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

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

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

My nigga's like a
Nas, we it, mush 'em
Queensbridge to
Harlem, bronx, all
You ain't even supposed to be
You know you at?

At night, New York, eat a too hot
Use my tongue to the skin hangin' from the roof of my mouth
Shit was felissimo, melted pot, city hot
Staggerin' drunker those cops that 2pac shot
I was a crook by the train with that thing, concealed
Reachin', soon as I them iron wheels screechin'
it came to a halt whoever walked off got caught
Token man safe 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 adventures of slick rick
Buggin' on how his was so sick
It's ghetto beef, sinister niggas snicker through teeth
Alcohol my niggas faster than felonies
How I? must be, somethin' in the air that corrupts me
Look at my upkeep, and sublease
I'm here

This for my in the 90's niggas
For my in the 90's niggas
Ha, for niggas