Luyện nghe bài hát Nasty

Yeah,
Got some Remy Martin and some cigars, check it out

Ayo, night, candlelight, fiend with diesel in his needle
leader, no equal
I come from the of Ezekiel
To pop thousand-dollar bottles of scotch, smoke pot and heal the
Any to what I utter get box-cuttered
how many bad honeys I slut, it's a high number
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, hoes clothes
Louis the XIII, freaks, nice size
I ride like Porsches, thick, brown and
It my fault, semiautomatic weapons I brought
The world crazy, I'm rich and I'm
Dick 'em, 'em all to praise me
They is confusion, I lose 'em
me, who hate me? My gun off safety
Since the Tunnel and Key, my jewelry in HD

Silent rage, pristine in my vintage
I'm not in the of my life or the beginning stage, I am the dragon
Maserati, pumpin' Biggie, the great
Blastin', I'm the actress who played Faith Evans
My little Jackie Onassis,
I'm so high, I never land Mike Jackson's crib
Vest on, .45 still ya rib sacrilege
Talk trash the nasty kid
Past now, I'm gross and repulsive, talk 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 I'm too big for a Bentley
You are your car, what represent me
Too to be a Bugatti, you honestly
Must design me Tommy Mottonic from Queens had before the '90s
dealer call, rush to the bar
Move, niggas, we give a fuck who you are
Black card heavy a magnet, in my stitched denims
Pretty women see them saggin', bet a hundred stacks
run it back just havin' fun
I even begun to black, light another blunt in fact

(Nasty) Yeah, kid

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

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

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