Luyện nghe bài hát Nasty

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

Ayo, late night, candlelight, with diesel in his needle
leader, no equal
I come from the Wheel of
To pop thousand-dollar bottles of scotch, smoke pot and the people
Any to what I utter get box-cuttered
Count how many bad I slut, it's a high number
Name a under the same sky that I'm under
Who money, remain fly, yeah, I wonder
Eyes flutter, it's when Nas pops up
Stars get starstruck, panties start
The ways of Carlito, blaze, cigars
Rolls, hoes drop clothes
Louis the XIII, freaks, women size
I ride like Porsches, thick, brown and
It my fault, semiautomatic weapons I brought
The crazy, I'm rich and I'm girl-crazy
Dick 'em, 'em all to praise me
ideology is confusion, I lose 'em
Fellates me, who hate me? My gun off
Since the Tunnel and Skate Key, my in HD

rage, pristine in my vintage shades
I'm not in the winters of my or the beginning stage, I am the dragon
Maserati, Biggie, the great legend
Blastin', I'm after the who played Faith Evans
My Jackie Onassis, dig?
I'm so high, I land like Mike Jackson's crib
Vest on, .45 crack ya rib sacrilege
Talk trash about the kid
nasty now, I'm gross and repulsive, talk money
Is you jokin', cash everywhere, in my bank, in the
In the walls, in the cars, in my wallet, in my
On the floors, ceilings, the safe, bitch, I got all you
But offend, I'm skinny, but still I'm too big for a Bentley
You are car, what could 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 give 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 just fun
I even begun to black, light another blunt in fact

(Nasty) Yeah, kid

For the hustlers, thick as yellow bitches for the of it
Got a of niggas in prison 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 up, put funds in my safe, laughin'
And joining the passin' you niggas was straight assin'

Excuse the vulgarity, I'm still not fully
Or used to the new hearin' me spit rapidly
I never see the whips niggas be they drivin'
I guess entertainment means lyin'
Fake it 'til you make it, driven those toys
Been in the wars, in the streets, cops in doors
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