Luyện nghe bài hát Nosetalgia

20 plus of selling Johnson & Johnson
I out as a baby face monster
No wonder there's diaper on my conscience
My ring was numbed by the nonsense
Gem razor and a dinner plate
Arm and and a mason jar, that's my dinner date
Then crack the in the kitchen, let it ventilate
Cause I let it sizzle on the stove a minute steak
Nigga, I was crack in the school
Two beepers on me, Starter jacket that was two
Four lockers, four different bitches got their on
Black Ferris Bueller, school with his jewels on
Couldn't do with a chest full of chains and a arm full of watches
What I sell for pain in the hood, I'm a
Zhivago tried to fight the urge like Drago
If he dies he dies, like to Tre
If he rides he rides, punches in the room
If he cries he cries, we don't away the pain
When a nigga die we add a link to the
Inscribe a nigga name in flesh
We playing on a higher of chess
Once you delegate his bills who's gone his bitch the best?
A million of the Pyrex
Started on the digital, my only Timex
Nigga, is timeless, simply cause it's honest
Pure as the fumes that be fucking my sinus
this is Simon says, Simon red
Blood on diamonds til you dying, dead, yah!

You better what comes out your speaker

You see a dead body?
Instrumentals from my mama's party
Troubles on my mind, I still smell
My brother crying
Smokers repeatedly my Sega Genesis
Either or my auntie was stealing it
Hit the and start feeling it
Oh wee, cut me slack, weed never did that
This was different, geez, Louise please help me
Quantum physics could show you the world I was in
I was ten
Back when nine ounces got you ten
And nine times out of ten niggas 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 selling soap fiends bath
Broke his misusing his pinky to treat his nose
buttoned open, taco meat land on his gold
I "daddy, one day I'mma get you right with 36 zips
1000 grams of cocaine your name will be rich
Now you can rock it up or it soft as leather interior
some ice cubes in it, Deebo on perimeter"
He "son, how come you think you be my connect?"
Said "pops, your ass is washed up all due respect"
He said "well nigga, then me how it all makes sense"
Go figure, motherfucker, verse is a brick
Your son dope,
Now what you sowed, nigga
Please reap you sowed, nigga
I was in '87, my grand daddy a legend
Now the same shit y'all was smoking is my profession
get it

They be on the dick of who?

They must be on the dick of