Luyện nghe bài hát Nutmeg

Scientific, my hand it
let's think optimistic
You probably missed it, me dolly dick it
Scotty Wotty it to me, big microphone hippie
Hit Poughkeepsie crispy chicken verbs throw up a richie
Chop the O, sprinkle a snow inside a Optimo
the John McEnroe, rap rock'n'roll
Tidy Bowl, gun hold pro, Starsky with the
Hit the rum slow, parole kids, Rapunzel
But Ton' Stizzy high, the vivid laser eye guy
in the Harley ride, Clarks I freak a lemon pie
I'm bout it, bout it - Lord forgive me, Ms. Sally
Tracey got shot in the face, my house was
You fake done heard it first
On how I shitted on your turf that
Link verse yo
Check out the rap kingpin, fine jewelry dripping
Face in the box, I seen ear twitching
As soon as I drove off, Cap' came to me with sawed-offs
Give one to Rae', let's season they
Lightning rod heaters, knock-kneeder Sheeba for hiva
Diva got rocked from the bleeder
Portfolio, looking fancy in the
My man got bigger dimes son, your shit is
that, throw what's in your mouth, don't waste that
See Ghost lamping in the throne King Tut hat
off

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

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

Yeah, you see what I
You see I mean, you motherfucking crybabies?
Get in line punk! You should be your arts
Instead of me
how you lost your first job punk
Now get in line, before you get 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 mental cause continental
One whiff of Pow U my Divine stiff
Brick rock, late night, the tick tock of my clock
I used to run up and pick, a crab
Hit his stash, dip back, to the Lab, make him
Uptown, BOO-DOOP, now we back on ass
Incognito, fatal aikido blow, pop a
Dick a ho, bust out her fetal
Nine inch long strong, pop the bitch thongs
Spit on her, then I bang on my chest like King
Merciless Ming, point the killer bee
Ring dings, right your head bing
Snap the off of bats, my battle-axe tongue hacks tracks
Once the ball drop, I'mma ten jacks
Pass the crack to a niggarette, puff a leaf cigarette
While your man search the internet for Bob in Stereo
Crazy as
myself ten times standing next to zero
And snap my like the Fonz
And bag me a golden bronze skinned girl the honey blonde
Dip hair, make a flip in his chair
Had the armpit shaved off perfect with the
Stomach as a pancake for her man's 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!