Luyện nghe bài hát Nosetalgia

20 plus years of selling Johnson &
I started out as a face monster
No wonder there's diaper rash on my
My teething ring was numbed by the
Gem Star and a dinner plate
Arm and hammer and a mason jar, that's my dinner
crack the window in the kitchen, let it ventilate
Cause I let it sizzle on the stove like a minute
Nigga, I was crack in the school
Two beepers on me, Starter that was two toned
Four lockers, four different bitches got mule on
Ferris Bueller, cutting school with his jewels on
Couldn't do wrong with a chest full of chains and a arm of watches
I sell for pain in the hood, I'm a doctor
Zhivago tried to fight the urge like Ivan
If he he dies, like Doughboy to Tre
If he rides he rides, Throwing in the room
If he cries he cries, we don't drink the pain
When a nigga die we add a link to the
Inscribe a name in your flesh
We playing on a game of chess
you delegate his bills who's gone fuck his bitch the best?
A megapixels of the Pyrex
on the scale digital, my only Timex
Nigga, is timeless, simply cause it's honest
Pure as the fumes be fucking with my sinus
this is Simon says, Simon red
Blood on diamonds til you dying, dead, yah!

You change what comes out your speaker

You wanna see a body?
Instrumentals from my Christmas party
on my mind, I still smell crime
My little brother
Smokers repeatedly buying my Sega
that or my auntie was stealing it
Hit the pipe and start it
Oh wee, cut me some slack, weed never did
This was different, geez, Louise help me relax
Quantum could never show you the world I was in
I was ten
Back when nine ounces got you ten
And nine out of ten niggas don't pay attention
And when there's tension in the air nines come with
My daddy dumped a quarter to a four and a half
Took a L, started soap fiends bubble bath
Broke his nails his pinky to treat his nose
buttoned open, taco meat land on his gold
I said "daddy, one day get you right with 36 zips
1000 grams of cocaine then your name be rich
Now you can rock it up or it soft as leather interior
Drop ice cubes in it, Deebo on perimeter"
He said "son, how you think you be my connect?"
Said "pops, ass is washed up with all due respect"
He "well nigga, then show me how it all makes sense"
Go figure, motherfucker, every is a brick
Your son dope,
Now reap what you sowed,
reap what you sowed, nigga
I was born in '87, my grand a legend
Now the shit that y'all was smoking is my profession
get it

They must be on the dick of

must be on the dick of who?