Luyện nghe bài hát Nasty

Yeah,
Got some Remy and some good-ass cigars, check it out

Ayo, late night, candlelight, with diesel in his needle
Queensbridge leader, no
I from the Wheel of Ezekiel
To pop thousand-dollar of scotch, smoke pot and heal the people
Any rebuttal to what I utter get
Count how many bad honeys I slut, it's a high
Name a nigga under the same sky I'm under
Who gets money, fly, yeah, I wonder
Eyes flutter, it's when Nas pops up
Stars get starstruck, start drippin'
The ways of Carlito, blaze, cigars
Drop Rolls, drop clothes
Louis the XIII, freaks, nice size
I ride like Porsches, thick, and gorgeous
It ain't my fault, weapons I brought
The world crazy, I'm rich and I'm
'em, convince 'em all to praise me
They is confusion, I lose 'em
Fellates me, who me? My gun off safety
Since the and Skate Key, my jewelry in HD

rage, pristine in my vintage shades
I'm not in the winters of my or the beginning stage, I am the dragon
Maserati, Biggie, the great legend
Blastin', I'm after the who played Faith Evans
My little Jackie Onassis,
I'm so high, I never land like Mike crib
Vest on, .45 still crack ya rib
Talk trash about the kid
Past nasty now, I'm gross and repulsive, money
Is you jokin', everywhere, in my bank, in the sofa
In the walls, in the cars, in my wallet, in my
On the floors, ceilings, the safe, bitch, I got all you
But don't offend, I'm skinny, but still I'm too big for a
You are your car, could represent me
Too to be a Bugatti, you honestly
Must design me somethin' Mottonic from Queens had before the '90s
Drug dealer call, to the bar
Move, niggas, we don't give a who you are
Black card heavy a magnet, in my stitched denims
Pretty see them them saggin', bet a hundred stacks
Niggas'll run it back havin' fun
I ain't even begun to black, light another blunt in

(Nasty) Yeah, kid

For the hustlers, thick as bitches for the suck of it
Got a bunch of niggas in braggin'
Saying it was Nas I used to with
I display fashions my lungs engage hashish, guns on my waist past his
I'm cakin' up, put funds in my safe, laughin'
And joining the blunt passin' you was straight assin'

Excuse the vulgarity, I'm still not fully
Or used to the new fans me spit rapidly
I see the whips niggas be claimin' they drivin'
I guess means blatantly lyin'
Fake it 'til you make it, I've driven toys
in the wars, in the streets, cops kickin' in doors
For my deen niggas, your cheap as limousine liquor
I'm no fake rap CD

Sit back and roll a mean
For my Gs, tell clowns make room for the king, nigga