Luyện nghe bài hát Trillmatic

Yo, yo-yo, yo
90's era Nasty,
Yo, Ty Beats!

[Verse 1: Nast]
I need some alone
Cold, my rhymes will turn your to stone
That's the work of satin niggas be but I'm a pot of gold
This just me rapping it's real and something you gots to know
Catch a mark nigga hating, get him a casket, bastard's 'bout to go
Whoa, Nasty I'm crazy, the 90's raised me
I'm just as smart, probably than half the cats who play me
Brazy, dropping miss daisy, hit on my
In my zone, mind on my money like where that at?
I'm all alone, that's my hope
And be damned if I'mma chase that with phony homes, on the real
It be the ones that say, "We got this, you ain't alone"
As long as I'm here to out the Glock 9 and cocked it
He mad you got but on the low you should've watched him
Cats conniving, head first the livest object
"That was man, now you 'bout to die quick"
Over some fly shit, you feel reminded of your ventures
And winters, blinded the flashlight enters

[Hook: Nast]
I got a funky-funky style with a swag (x2)
I bought the funky-funky got the hat to match (x2)
I got a funky-funky with a funky swag (x2)
And when I kill 'em with the flow, ain't no coming (x2)

[Verse 2: Man]
I got a poor man's panache, I be stretching the
I'm a little aggressive, you get a stretcher when I'm mad
For the line, manic depressive, stressing me bad
Got too many less than impressive rappers in my path
yet, we gon' leave 'em left in the past
Someone slides, this time I ride, you get in the back
Who am I? I'm a titan so be expecting a
Start to arms at you, you'd think I'm catching a cab
No cause the answers [?] ass
Look at Meth, breaking bad like he meth in the lab
Still a lethal weapon but try and bless him with
Rappers never learn their lesson so I ain't 'em pass
I letting 'em brag, I ain't letting 'em swag
Fuck swag, just blunt, while I'm plucking my ash
Y'all up in my class in the building
It's A$AP Meth, quick to kill 'em, that's an ASAP

A$AP Nast]

[Verse 3: A$AP
Straight out the back, dog, I'm Shaq strong, I'm breaking
Draped in Tommy, my beside me, young god body
I the back of clubs, click a file, young as a [?]
Fools get rowdy, ain't nothing dumb, my from Saudi
High off the Maui, don't trip weed, rolling a [?]
You know the [?], I'm head
I sport the poncho, connect Vassandro, the y'all know
Killing 'em pronto, my fresh is filthy, designer
But check my rhymes though, my is like atomic bombs, yo
Haters like side hoes, I off in the illest Tahoe
Watch out for potholes, H leaning, that's why he drive
Nast Diablo, the 90's era in effect
Clowns be watching, best ya necks

A$AP Nast]