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 are realistic, nothin' 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 in the head and who we left for dead
Who are you Why argue niggas?
The truth is the truth, I put my scars on niggas
They wear them lifetime, they tell hoes, "Nas did this"
Pointin' to they like, "right here, baby, really Nas did this"
a badge of honor, not braggin' I'm just honest
War stories we them, nothin's realer than karma
Sip liquor, prohibition whiskey
Rap dempsey, matte black bentley, pimply
Shatterin' your silence, passin' the chalice
Due to my Indian ancestry at the dispensary
Official kings and gents is who I mix and mingle
Fuck ice, I rock rubies, amethyst
I'll your wife cause she a groupie, scandalous
This for my bad hood bitches, glamorous

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

At seventeen I made seventeen thousand livin' in public
Integrity intact, reppin'
They askin' how he and reappear back on top
Sayin', "Nas must have naked of god or somethin'"
To keep is my way like Francis
As long as I'm breathin', take chances
A soldier comin' home, years old with no legs
Sayin' there's no sense to cry and complain, just go
So much to write and say, yo I know where to start
So I'll begin with the basics and flow the heart
I know you think my is good cause my diamond piece
But my life been since I started finding peace
I even be smilin', I should be angry and depressed
I been longer than I been broke, I confess
I started out broke, got rich, lost paper made it back
Like trump bein' up down up, play cash

My nigga's like a
Nas, we it, mush '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' the roof of my mouth
Shit was felissimo, melted pot, city hot
Staggerin' drunker than cops that 2pac shot
I was a crook by the with that iron thing, concealed
Reachin', soon as I heard them wheels screechin'
When it came to a whoever walked off got caught
Token man safe behind a locked door for
thief shit, minor league shit, beastin'
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
It's beef, sinister niggas snicker through yellow teeth
Alcohol agin' my niggas than felonies
How dare I? be, somethin' in the air that corrupts me
at my upkeep, owned and sublease
I'm y'all

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