Luyện nghe bài hát Nutmeg

Scientific, my hand it
Robotic let's think
You probably missed it, watch me dick it
Wotty copped it to me, big microphone hippie
Hit crispy chicken verbs throw up a stone richie
Chop the O, sprinkle a little inside a Optimo
the John McEnroe, rap rock'n'roll
Tidy Bowl, gun hold pro, with the gumsole
Hit the rum slow, kids, live Rapunzel
But Ton' really high, the vivid laser eye guy
Jump in the Harley ride, Clarks I freak a pie
I'm bout it, bout it - Lord me, Ms. Sally shouted
got shot in the face, my house was overcrowded
You fake cats done it first
On how I shitted on your turf that
Cuban verse yo
Check out the rap kingpin, summertime fine jewelry
Face in the box, I seen your ear
As soon as I drove off, Cap' to me with three sawed-offs
Give one to Rae', let's season they
Lightning rod fever heaters, Sheeba for hiva
Diva got rocked from the receiver
Portfolio, fancy in the pantry
My man got bigger dimes son, shit is scampi
that, throw what's in your mouth, don't waste that
See Ghost lamping in the throne with Tut hat
off

Yeah,
I want y'all niggas
Smack all y'all niggas, and
Universal death threats,
be the God Body
Yeah no doubt, Judge

Aiyyo spiced out Calvin Coolers, with 7 duelers
The Adventures of Slick, licking with 6 Rugers
those, big boy Bulotti's out of Woodbridge
Porch for the biggest beer, giraffe ribs
Rotissiere ropes, hickory scented glaze
Perfected truth within self, let's smoke
All to my hands, 50 thou' appraisal
Dirty nose the nasal drip, click flipped on fam
Dancing with Blanche and them bitches, flicking goose
Kick down the ace of spades, snatch Jack
compulsive lies flyers with my name on it
Dick made the now count, how many veins on it
Scooby snack jurassic plastic gas trap
Ten years working for me, you tap shit?
Bong bong bong! Your bell went rung rung!
Staple-Land's the ambulance don't come

Yeah, you see what I
You see what I mean, you motherfucking
Get in punk! You should be studying your arts
Instead of me
That's how you lost your first job
Now get in line, before you get your lil' thick ass up!
Shit! I studied Bruce Lee nigga
He was on the fourth, I was on the

Pass me a honey-dipped spliff, black mental cause continental
One of Pow U gets my Divine stiff
Brick rock, late night, hear the tick of my clock
I used to run up and pick, a crab
Hit his stash, dip back, to the Lab, him flip
Uptown, BOO-DOOP, now we on your ass
Incognito, aikido blow, pop a needle
Dick a knock-knee ho, out her fetal
Nine long strong, Bobby pop the bitch thongs
Spit on her, then I bang on my like Kong King
Merciless Ming, the killer bee sting
Ring dings, right through your bing
Snap the wing off of bats, my battle-axe tongue tracks
Once the ball drop, I'mma snatch ten
Pass the to a niggarette, puff a loose leaf cigarette
While your man search the internet for Bob Digitech in
Crazy as
Multiply myself ten times next to zero
And my fingers like the Fonz
And bag me a bronze skinned girl with the honey blonde
Dip hair, make a nigga flip in his
Had the armpit shaved off perfect the Nair
Stomach flat as a pancake for her man's
Used to fuck her when she menstruate, but it her hyperventilate

Brooklyn! I know, I know, I know, I
Queens! I know, I know, I know, I
Shaolin! I know, I know, I know, I
I know, I know, I know, I know, I
Bronx! I know, I know, I know, I
Jersey! I know, I know, I
Long Island! I know, I know, I know, I
I know, I know, I know, it down!