Luyện nghe bài hát Nasty

Yeah,
Got some Remy Martin and some good-ass cigars, it out

Ayo, late night, candlelight, with diesel in his needle
leader, no equal
I come from the of Ezekiel
To pop thousand-dollar bottles of scotch, smoke pot and the people
Any rebuttal to what I utter get
Count how many bad I slut, it's a high number
Name a nigga the same sky that I'm under
Who gets money, fly, yeah, I wonder
Eyes flutter, it's love when Nas up
get starstruck, panties start drippin'
The of Carlito, blaze, torpedo cigars
Rolls, hoes drop clothes
Louis the XIII, freaks, women nice
I ride Porsches, thick, brown and gorgeous
It my fault, semiautomatic weapons I brought
The world crazy, I'm and I'm girl-crazy
Dick 'em, convince 'em all to me
They is confusion, I lose 'em
Fellates me, who me? My gun off safety
the Tunnel and Skate Key, my jewelry in HD

Silent rage, pristine in my vintage
I'm not in the winters of my life or the beginning stage, I am the
Maserati, pumpin' Biggie, the great
Blastin', I'm after the actress who Faith Evans
My little Jackie Onassis,
I'm so high, I never land like Mike Jackson's
Vest on, .45 still crack ya rib
Talk trash about the kid
Past nasty now, I'm gross and repulsive, talk
Is you jokin', everywhere, in my bank, in the sofa
In the walls, in the cars, in my wallet, in my
On the floors, ceilings, the safe, bitch, I got all you
But don't offend, I'm skinny, but I'm too big for a Bentley
You are your car, what represent me
Too Godly to be a Bugatti, you
Must design me somethin' Tommy Mottonic from Queens had before the
Drug dealer call, to the bar
Move, niggas, we give a fuck who you are
Black card like a magnet, in my stitched denims
Pretty women see them them saggin', bet a stacks
Niggas'll run it back just fun
I ain't even begun to black, light blunt in fact

(Nasty) Yeah, kid

For the hustlers, thick as yellow for the suck of it
Got a of niggas in prison braggin'
Saying it was Nas I used to with
I display fashions while my lungs hashish, guns on my waist past his
I'm cakin' up, put funds in my safe, laughin'
And joining the blunt passin' you niggas was straight

the vulgarity, I'm still not fully adjusted
Or to the new fans hearin' me spit rapidly
I see the whips niggas be claimin' they drivin'
I guess entertainment means lyin'
it 'til you make it, I've driven those toys
Been in the wars, in the streets, kickin' in doors
For my deen niggas, your flow cheap as liquor
I'm no rap CD listener

Sit back and a mean swisher
For my Gs, tell these clowns make for the king, nigga