Luyện nghe bài hát Nasty

Yeah,
Got some Remy Martin and some cigars, check it out

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

rage, pristine in my vintage shades
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 like Mike Jackson's crib
Vest on, .45 crack ya rib sacrilege
Talk trash the nasty kid
Past nasty now, I'm gross and repulsive, talk
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 your car, what represent me
Too Godly to be a Bugatti, you
Must design me somethin' Tommy Mottonic from Queens had the '90s
Drug dealer call, to the bar
Move, niggas, we don't a fuck who you are
Black card like a magnet, in my stitched denims
Pretty see them them saggin', bet a hundred stacks
Niggas'll run it just havin' fun
I ain't begun to black, light another blunt in fact

(Nasty) Yeah, kid

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

Excuse the vulgarity, I'm not fully adjusted
Or used to the new fans hearin' me spit
I never see the whips niggas be claimin' drivin'
I guess entertainment means 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