Luyện nghe bài hát Loco-Motive

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

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

At seventeen I made seventeen thousand livin' in housin'
intact, reppin' hard
They askin' how he disappear and reappear on top
Sayin', "Nas must have naked of god or somethin'"
To winnin' is my way like Francis
As long as I'm breathin', take chances
A soldier comin' home, 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 where to
So begin with the basics and flow from the heart
I know you think my life is good my diamond piece
But my life been since I started finding peace
I shouldn't even be smilin', I be angry and depressed
I been rich longer than I broke, I confess
I started out broke, got rich, lost paper made it back
Like trump bein' up down up, play cash

My like a locomotive
Nas, we it, mush 'em
Queensbridge to
Harlem, bronx, all
You ain't supposed to be here
You where you at?

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

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