Luyện nghe bài hát Loco-Motive

Yo, yo, I it and I speak it
My religion is
Big moneyin' to most, an uninhibited freak to sleep
My visions are realistic, nothin' is
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 left for
Who are you niggas? Why argue
The truth is the truth, I put my scars on niggas
They wear lifetime, they tell they hoes, "Nas did this"
Pointin' to they like, "right here, baby, really Nas did this"
Like a badge of honor, not braggin' I'm honest
War we tell them, nothin's realer than karma
Sip liquor, prohibition whiskey
Rap jack dempsey, matte black bentley,
your silence, passin' 'round the chalice
Due to my Indian ancestry at the weed
Official kings and gents is who I mix and with
Fuck your ice, I rubies, amethyst
I'll your wife cause she a groupie, scandalous
This for my bad hood bitches, ghetto

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

At seventeen I made seventeen thousand livin' in public
Integrity intact, reppin'
askin' 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 as I'm breathin', I'll take chances
A comin' home, twenty years old with no legs
Sayin' there's no to cry and complain, just go 'head
So much to write and say, yo I know where to start
So I'll begin with the basics and from the heart
I know you think my life is good my diamond piece
But my life been good since I started finding
I even be smilin', I should be angry and depressed
I been rich longer than I broke, I confess
I out broke, got rich, lost paper then made it back
trump bein' up down up, play with cash

My like a locomotive
Nas, we push it, 'em
to bushwick
Harlem, bronx, all
You ain't even to be here
You know you at?

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

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