Luyện nghe bài hát Loco-Motive

Yo, yo, I live it and I it
My religion is
Big moneyin' to most, an freak to sleep with
My visions are realistic, nothin' is
I can wish it existence, god want this nigga to live
Blunt big as a dread, I get high and forget who
Who we stomp-kicked in the head and who we left for
Who are you niggas? Why argue
The truth is the truth, I really put my scars on
They them lifetime, they tell they hoes, "Nas did this"
Pointin' to they like, "right here, baby, really 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 jack dempsey, matte bentley, pimply
Shatterin' your silence, passin' 'round the
Due to my ancestry at the weed dispensary
Official kings and gents is who I mix and mingle
Fuck your ice, I rock rubies,
I'll your wife cause she a groupie, scandalous
for my bad hood bitches, ghetto glamorous

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

At seventeen I seventeen thousand livin' in public housin'
intact, reppin' hard
They askin' how he disappear and reappear on top
Sayin', "Nas must have pictures of god or somethin'"
To keep winnin' is my way like
As as I'm breathin', I'll take chances
A soldier comin' home, twenty years old no legs
there's no sense to cry and complain, just go 'head
So much to and say, yo I don't know where to start
So I'll begin with the and flow from the heart
I know you my life is good cause 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 than I been broke, I confess
I started out broke, got rich, lost paper then made it
Like trump up down up, play with cash

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

At night, New York, eat a too hot
Use my to tear the skin hangin' from the roof of my mouth
was felissimo, melted pot, city sweltering hot
Staggerin' than those cops that 2pac shot
I was a by the train with that iron thing, concealed
Reachin', soon as I heard them iron wheels
When it came to a whoever walked off got caught
Token man safe behind a door for sure
thief shit, minor league shit, beastin'
Lookin' for the juks young, but now we older
In my truck, play the greatest adventures of slick
Buggin' on how his was so sick
It's ghetto beef, sinister niggas through yellow teeth
Alcohol agin' my niggas faster than
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 niggas