Luyện nghe bài hát Trillmatic

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

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

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

[Verse 2: Method
I got a poor man's panache, I be the cash
I'm a passive aggressive, you get a stretcher when I'm mad
For the line, depressive, rappers stressing me bad
Got too many less than impressive rappers left in my
Better yet, we leave 'em left in the past
slides, this time I ride, you get left in the back
Who am I? I'm a titan so be expecting a
Start to waving arms at you, 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 him with math
Rappers never learn their lesson so I letting '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

[Hook: A$AP

[Verse 3: A$AP
Straight out the back, dog, I'm Shaq strong, I'm breaking
Draped in Tommy, my bitch beside me, god body
I play the back of clubs, click a file, as a [?]
Fools get rowdy, ain't dumb, my guns from Saudi
High off the Maui, don't your weed, rolling a [?]
You the [?], I'm head honcho
I sport the poncho, connect Vassandro, the illest y'all
Killing 'em pronto, my funky fresh is filthy,
But my rhymes though, my verse is like atomic bombs, yo
like side hoes, I peel off in the illest Tahoe
Watch out for potholes, H leaning, why he drive slow
Nast Diablo, the era shit in effect
Clowns be watching, best protect ya

[Hook: A$AP