Luyện nghe bài hát Nutmeg

Scientific, my kissed it
Robotic let's optimistic
You probably missed it, watch me dolly it
Scotty Wotty 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, parole kids, live
But Ton' Stizzy high, the vivid laser eye guy
Jump in the Harley ride, Clarks I a lemon pie
I'm bout it, bout it - Lord me, Ms. Sally shouted
Tracey got shot in the face, my house was
You cats done heard it first
On how I shitted on your that time
Link verse yo
Check out the rap kingpin, summertime jewelry dripping
Face in the box, I seen your ear
As soon as I drove off, Cap' came to me with three
Give one to Rae', let's season broth
Lightning rod fever heaters, knock-kneeder Sheeba for
got rocked from the receiver bleeder
Portfolio, looking in the pantry
My man got bigger dimes son, your is scampi
Baste that, throw what's in your mouth, waste that
See Ghost lamping in the throne King Tut hat
off

Yeah,
I just want niggas
Smack all y'all niggas, and
death threats, yeah
This be the God
Yeah no doubt, Judge

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

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

Pass me a honey-dipped spliff, black cause continental drift
One whiff of Pow U my Divine stiff
Brick rock, late night, hear the tock of my clock
I used to run up and pick, a 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
Nine inch 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 head
Snap the wing off of bats, my battle-axe tongue tracks
Once the ball drop, snatch ten jacks
Pass the crack to a niggarette, a loose leaf cigarette
While your man the internet for Bob Digitech in Stereo
as Shapiro
Multiply myself ten standing next to zero
And my fingers like the Fonz
And bag me a golden bronze skinned with the honey blonde
Dip hair, make a flip in his chair
Had the armpit off perfect with the Nair
flat as a pancake for her man's sake
Used to fuck her she menstruate, but it made 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!