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 turn your mind to
That's the of satin niggas be hating but I'm a pot of gold
This ain't just me rapping it's real and you gots to know
Catch a mark nigga hating, get him a casket, that bastard's to go
Whoa, Nasty I'm crazy, the 90's raised me
I'm just as smart, smarter than half the cats who play me
Brazy, dropping miss daisy, hit on my
In my zone, mind on my money where that shit at?
I'm all alone, that's my hope
And be if I'mma chase that with some phony homes, on the real
It be the ones that say, "We got this, that you alone"
As as I'm here to pull out the Glock 9 and cocked it
He mad you got rich but on the low you should've him
conniving, head first into the livest object
"That was man, now you 'bout to die quick"
Over some fly shit, you feel reminded of your fast-life
And winters, blinded 'til the flashlight

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

[Verse 2: Method
I got a poor panache, I be stretching the cash
I'm a little passive aggressive, you get a stretcher I'm mad
For the line, manic depressive, stressing me bad
Got too many less than impressive left in my path
Better yet, we gon' leave 'em in the past
Someone slides, this time I ride, you get left in the
Who am I? I'm a so be expecting a clash
Start to waving arms at you, think I'm catching a cab
No cause the answers [?] ass
Look at Meth, bad like he cooking meth in the lab
Still a lethal weapon but try and bless him with
Rappers learn their lesson so I ain't letting 'em pass
I ain't letting 'em brag, I ain't 'em swag
Fuck swag, just being blunt, I'm plucking my ash
Y'all up in my class in the building
It's A$AP Meth, to kill 'em, that's an ASAP death

A$AP Nast]

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

[Hook: A$AP