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 with
My are realistic, nothin' is figurative
I can wish it into existence, god this nigga to live
Blunt big as a dread, I get high and who bled
Who we in the head and who we left for dead
Who are you Why argue niggas?
The is the truth, I really put my scars on niggas
They wear them lifetime, they they hoes, "Nas did this"
Pointin' to they scars like, "right here, baby, 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, prohibition
Rap jack dempsey, matte bentley, pimply
your silence, passin' 'round the chalice
Due to my ancestry at the weed dispensary
Official kings and gents is who I mix and with
your ice, I rock rubies, amethyst
I'll fuck your wife cause she a groupie,
This for my bad hood bitches, ghetto

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

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

My nigga's a locomotive
Nas, we push it, 'em
to bushwick
Harlem, bronx, all
You ain't supposed to be here
You know 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, melted pot, city hot
Staggerin' than those cops that 2pac 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 walked off got
Token man safe behind a locked for sure
Minor shit, minor league shit, beastin'
for the juks young, but now we older chiefin'
In my truck, the greatest adventures of slick rick
Buggin' on how his was so sick
It's ghetto beef, sinister niggas through yellow teeth
Alcohol agin' my niggas faster felonies
How I? must be, somethin' in the air that corrupts me
Look at my upkeep, and sublease
I'm y'all

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