Luyện nghe bài hát Nutmeg

Scientific, my kissed it
Robotic let's optimistic
You missed it, watch me dolly dick it
Scotty Wotty copped it to me, big hippie
Hit Poughkeepsie crispy verbs throw up a stone richie
Chop the O, sprinkle a little snow inside a
Swing the John McEnroe, rap
Tidy Bowl, gun pro, Starsky with the gumsole
Hit the rum slow, parole kids, Rapunzel
But Ton' Stizzy really high, the vivid eye guy
Jump in the Harley ride, Clarks I a lemon pie
I'm it, bout it - Lord forgive me, Ms. Sally shouted
Tracey got shot in the face, my was overcrowded
You fake cats done it first
On how I on your turf that time
Cuban verse yo
Check out the rap kingpin, fine jewelry dripping
in the box, I seen your ear twitching
As soon as I drove off, came to me with three sawed-offs
Give one to Rae', let's season broth
Lightning rod fever heaters, knock-kneeder Sheeba for
Diva got rocked the receiver bleeder
Portfolio, looking fancy in the
My man got bigger dimes son, your is scampi
Baste that, throw what's in your mouth, don't waste
See lamping in the throne with King Tut hat
off

Yeah,
I just y'all niggas
all y'all niggas, and niggarettes
Universal threats, yeah
This be the God
Yeah no doubt, Wise

Aiyyo spiced out Calvin Coolers, with 7 duelers
The Great Adventures of Slick, with 6 Rugers
Rock those, big boy out of Woodbridge
Porch for the biggest beer, season giraffe
Rotissiere ropes, cinnamon scented glaze
find truth within self, let's smoke
All hail to my hands, 50 thou'
Dirty nose with the nasal drip, flipped on fam
with Blanche and them bitches, flicking goose pictures
Kick down the ace of spades, snatch riches
Olsive lies flyers with my name on it
Dick the cover now count, how many veins on it
Scooby jurassic plastic gas booby trap
Ten working for me, you wanna tap shit?
bong bong! Your bell went rung rung rung!
Staple-Land's where the ambulance don't

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

Pass me a honey-dipped spliff, mental cause continental drift
One whiff of Pow U gets my stiff
Brick rock, late night, the tick tock of my clock
I to run up and pick, a crab lock
Hit his stash, dip back, to the Lab, make him
Uptown, BOO-DOOP, now we back on ass
Incognito, aikido blow, pop a needle
Dick a knock-knee ho, out her fetal
inch long strong, Bobby pop the bitch thongs
Spit on her, then I bang on my chest like King
Merciless Ming, point the killer bee
Ring dings, right through your bing
the wing off of bats, my battle-axe tongue hacks tracks
Once the ball drop, snatch ten jacks
Pass the crack to a niggarette, a loose leaf cigarette
While your man search the for Bob Digitech in Stereo
as Shapiro
Multiply myself ten times standing to zero
And snap my fingers the Fonz
And bag me a golden bronze girl with the honey blonde
Dip hair, make a nigga in his chair
Had the armpit shaved off perfect with the
Stomach flat as a pancake for her sake
Used to fuck her when she menstruate, but it made her

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
Island! I know, I know, I know, I know
I know, I know, I know, it down!