Luyện nghe bài hát Nasty

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

Ayo, late night, candlelight, fiend with in his needle
leader, no equal
I come the Wheel of Ezekiel
To pop bottles of scotch, smoke pot and heal the people
Any to what I utter get box-cuttered
Count how many bad honeys I slut, a high number
Name a nigga under the same sky that I'm
Who gets money, fly, yeah, I wonder
Eyes flutter, it's love when Nas up
Stars get starstruck, panties drippin'
The of Carlito, blaze, torpedo cigars
Drop Rolls, hoes clothes
Louis the XIII, freaks, women nice
I ride like Porsches, thick, and gorgeous
It ain't my fault, semiautomatic I brought
The world crazy, I'm rich and I'm
Dick 'em, 'em all to praise me
ideology is confusion, I lose 'em
Fellates me, who hate me? My gun off
Since the and Skate Key, my jewelry in HD

Silent rage, in my vintage shades
I'm not in the winters of my life or the beginning stage, I am the
Maserati, Biggie, the great legend
Blastin', I'm after the who played Faith Evans
My little Onassis, dig?
I'm so high, I never land like Mike Jackson's
on, .45 still crack ya rib sacrilege
Talk about the nasty kid
Past nasty now, I'm gross and repulsive, money
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 from Queens had before the '90s
Drug call, rush to the bar
Move, niggas, we don't a fuck who you are
Black card heavy a magnet, in my stitched denims
Pretty women see them them saggin', bet a stacks
Niggas'll run it back havin' fun
I ain't even begun to black, light another blunt in

(Nasty) Yeah, kid

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

the vulgarity, I'm still not fully adjusted
Or used to the new fans me spit rapidly
I never see the whips niggas be claimin' drivin'
I guess entertainment means blatantly
Fake it 'til you make it, I've those toys
Been in the wars, in the streets, kickin' in doors
For my deen niggas, flow cheap as limousine liquor
I'm no rap CD listener

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