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
Queensbridge leader, no
I come from the of Ezekiel
To pop thousand-dollar bottles of scotch, pot and heal the people
Any rebuttal to what I utter get
Count how many bad honeys I slut, it's a number
Name a nigga the same sky that I'm under
Who gets money, fly, yeah, I wonder
flutter, it's love when Nas pops up
Stars get starstruck, panties start
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 rich and I'm
Dick 'em, 'em all to praise me
They is confusion, I lose 'em
Fellates me, who hate me? My gun off
Since the Tunnel and Key, my jewelry in HD

Silent rage, pristine in my vintage
I'm not in the winters of my or the beginning stage, I am the dragon
Maserati, pumpin' Biggie, the legend
Blastin', I'm after the who played Faith Evans
My Jackie Onassis, dig?
I'm so high, I never like Mike Jackson's crib
Vest on, .45 still 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 Godly to be a Bugatti, you
Must design me somethin' Tommy Mottonic Queens had before the '90s
dealer call, rush to the bar
Move, niggas, we don't a fuck who you are
Black card heavy like a magnet, in my denims
Pretty women see them saggin', bet a hundred 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 hashish, guns on my waist past his
Since I'm cakin' up, put in my safe, laughin'
And joining the blunt you niggas was straight assin'

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

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