Luyện nghe bài hát Nutmeg

Scientific, my hand it
Robotic think optimistic
You probably it, watch me dolly dick it
Scotty copped it to me, big microphone hippie
Hit Poughkeepsie crispy chicken verbs throw up a stone
Chop the O, sprinkle a snow inside a Optimo
Swing the John McEnroe, rap
Bowl, gun hold pro, Starsky with the gumsole
Hit the rum slow, kids, live Rapunzel
But Stizzy really high, the vivid laser eye guy
Jump in the ride, Clarks I freak a lemon pie
I'm bout it, it - Lord forgive me, Ms. Sally shouted
got shot in the face, my house was overcrowded
You fake cats done it first
On how I on your turf that time
Link verse yo
Check out the rap kingpin, summertime jewelry dripping
Face in the box, I your ear twitching
As soon as I off, Cap' came to me with three sawed-offs
one to Rae', let's season they broth
Lightning rod fever heaters, knock-kneeder for hiva
Diva got rocked from the bleeder
Portfolio, looking in the pantry
My man got bigger son, your shit is scampi
Baste that, throw what's in your mouth, don't that
See Ghost lamping in the throne King Tut hat
off

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

Aiyyo spiced out Calvin Coolers, lounging with 7
The Great of Slick, licking with 6 Rugers
those, big boy Bulotti's out of Woodbridge
Porch for the biggest beer, season giraffe
Rotissiere ropes, cinnamon scented glaze
Perfected find truth self, let's smoke
All hail to my hands, 50 appraisal
Dirty with the nasal drip, click flipped on fam
Dancing with Blanche and them bitches, flicking goose
down the ace of spades, snatch Jack riches
Olsive compulsive lies with my name on it
Dick made the cover now count, how veins on it
Scooby snack 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 ambulance come

Yeah, you see I mean?
You see what I mean, you crybabies?
Get in line punk! You should be studying your
of studying me
That's how you lost 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 of Pow U gets 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, him flip
Uptown, BOO-DOOP, now we on your ass
Incognito, aikido blow, pop a needle
a knock-knee 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, the killer bee sting
Ring dings, right your head bing
Snap the wing off of bats, my battle-axe tongue hacks
Once the ball drop, I'mma 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 times standing next to
And my fingers like the Fonz
And bag me a golden bronze skinned with the honey blonde
Dip hair, make a nigga flip in his
Had the armpit shaved off perfect with the
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
Island! I know, I know, I know, I know
I know, I know, I know, it down!