Luyện nghe bài hát Nasty

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

Ayo, late night, candlelight, fiend with diesel in his
leader, no equal
I from the Wheel of Ezekiel
To pop bottles of scotch, smoke pot and heal the people
Any rebuttal to what I get box-cuttered
Count how many bad honeys I slut, it's a high
Name a under the same sky that I'm under
Who money, remain fly, yeah, I wonder
Eyes flutter, it's love Nas pops up
Stars get starstruck, start drippin'
The ways of Carlito, blaze, cigars
Drop Rolls, hoes clothes
Louis the XIII, freaks, women nice
I ride like Porsches, thick, brown and
It ain't my fault, semiautomatic weapons I
The crazy, I'm rich and I'm girl-crazy
'em, convince 'em all to praise me
They is confusion, I lose 'em
Fellates me, who hate me? My gun off
Since the Tunnel and Key, my jewelry in HD

Silent rage, pristine in my vintage
I'm not in the winters of my life or the stage, I am the dragon
Maserati, pumpin' Biggie, the legend
Blastin', I'm the actress who played Faith Evans
My Jackie Onassis, dig?
I'm so high, I never land Mike Jackson's crib
Vest on, .45 crack ya rib sacrilege
trash about the nasty kid
Past now, I'm gross and repulsive, talk money
Is you jokin', cash everywhere, in my bank, in the
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 Godly to be a Bugatti, you
Must design me somethin' Tommy Mottonic from Queens had the '90s
Drug dealer call, to the bar
Move, niggas, we don't a fuck who you are
card heavy like a magnet, in my stitched denims
Pretty women see them them saggin', bet a hundred
run it back just havin' fun
I ain't even begun to black, light another blunt in

(Nasty) Yeah, kid

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

Excuse the vulgarity, I'm still not fully
Or used to the new hearin' me spit rapidly
I never see the whips niggas be claimin' they
I guess entertainment means blatantly
Fake it 'til you it, I've driven those toys
Been in the wars, in the streets, cops in doors
For my deen niggas, your flow cheap as liquor
I'm no rap CD listener

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