Luyện nghe bài hát Nasty

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

Ayo, night, candlelight, fiend with diesel in his needle
leader, no equal
I come from the of Ezekiel
To pop thousand-dollar of scotch, smoke pot and heal the people
Any rebuttal to I utter get box-cuttered
Count how many bad honeys I slut, it's a high
Name a under the same sky that I'm under
Who gets money, remain fly, yeah, I
Eyes flutter, it's love when Nas up
Stars get starstruck, panties start
The of Carlito, blaze, torpedo cigars
Drop Rolls, hoes drop
the XIII, freaks, women nice size
I like Porsches, thick, brown and gorgeous
It ain't my fault, semiautomatic I brought
The world crazy, I'm rich and I'm
'em, convince 'em all to praise me
They ideology is confusion, I 'em
me, who hate me? My gun off safety
Since the Tunnel and Key, my jewelry in HD

Silent rage, in my vintage shades
I'm not in the winters of my life or the stage, I am the dragon
Maserati, pumpin' Biggie, the great
Blastin', I'm the actress who played Faith Evans
My Jackie Onassis, dig?
I'm so high, I never land Mike Jackson's crib
Vest on, .45 crack ya rib sacrilege
trash about the nasty 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 still I'm too big for a
You are your car, what represent me
Too to be a Bugatti, you honestly
Must design me somethin' Tommy Mottonic from Queens had before the
dealer call, rush to the bar
Move, niggas, we don't a fuck who you are
Black card heavy a magnet, in my stitched denims
women see them them saggin', bet a hundred stacks
Niggas'll run it back havin' fun
I ain't even begun to black, another blunt in fact

(Nasty) Yeah, kid

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

Excuse the vulgarity, I'm still not fully
Or used to the new fans hearin' me spit
I never see the whips be claimin' they drivin'
I guess entertainment blatantly lyin'
it 'til you make it, I've driven those toys
Been in the wars, in the streets, cops kickin' in
For my deen niggas, your flow cheap as limousine
I'm no fake rap CD

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