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 microphone
Hit Poughkeepsie chicken verbs throw up a stone richie
Chop the O, sprinkle a snow inside a Optimo
Swing the John McEnroe, rap
Tidy Bowl, gun pro, Starsky with the gumsole
Hit the rum slow, kids, live Rapunzel
But Ton' really high, the vivid laser eye guy
in the Harley ride, Clarks I freak a lemon pie
I'm bout it, bout it - forgive me, Ms. Sally shouted
Tracey got shot in the face, my house was
You fake cats done it first
On how I shitted on turf 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 sawed-offs
Give one to Rae', season they broth
Lightning rod heaters, knock-kneeder Sheeba for hiva
Diva got rocked the receiver bleeder
Portfolio, looking 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 with King Tut hat
off

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

spiced out Calvin Coolers, lounging with 7 duelers
The Great Adventures of Slick, with 6 Rugers
Rock those, big boy Bulotti's out of
Porch for the biggest beer, season ribs
Rotissiere ropes, cinnamon scented glaze
Perfected find truth within self, smoke
All to my hands, 50 thou' appraisal
Dirty nose with the nasal drip, flipped on fam
Dancing with Blanche and bitches, flicking goose pictures
Kick down the ace of spades, Jack riches
compulsive lies flyers with my name on it
Dick made the cover now count, how veins on it
snack jurassic plastic gas booby trap
Ten working 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 what I mean, you motherfucking
Get in line punk! You should be studying your
of studying me
That's how you your first job punk
Now get in line, before you get your thick ass tossed up!
Shit! I under Bruce Lee nigga
He was on the fourth, I was on the

me a honey-dipped spliff, black mental cause continental drift
One whiff of Pow U gets my Divine
Brick rock, late night, the tick tock of my clock
I used to run up and pick, a lock
Hit his stash, dip back, to the Lab, him flip
Uptown, BOO-DOOP, now we back on ass
Incognito, fatal aikido blow, pop a
a knock-knee ho, bust out her fetal
Nine long strong, Bobby pop the bitch thongs
Spit on her, then I bang on my chest Kong King
Merciless Ming, point the bee sting
Ring dings, right through head bing
Snap the wing off of bats, my tongue hacks tracks
Once the ball drop, I'mma snatch ten
Pass the crack to a niggarette, puff a loose leaf
While man search the internet for Bob Digitech in Stereo
Crazy as
Multiply ten times standing next to zero
And snap my like the Fonz
And bag me a golden bronze 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 her when 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
Island! I know, I know, I know, I know
I know, I know, I know, it down!