Luyện nghe bài hát Nasty

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

Ayo, late night, candlelight, fiend diesel in his needle
leader, no equal
I come the Wheel of Ezekiel
To pop thousand-dollar bottles of scotch, pot and heal the people
Any rebuttal to what I utter get
Count how many bad I slut, it's a high number
Name a nigga the same sky that I'm under
Who gets money, fly, yeah, I wonder
Eyes flutter, it's when Nas pops up
Stars get starstruck, panties start
The of Carlito, blaze, torpedo cigars
Rolls, hoes drop clothes
Louis the XIII, freaks, women nice
I like Porsches, thick, brown and gorgeous
It my fault, semiautomatic weapons I brought
The world crazy, I'm 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 and Skate Key, my jewelry in HD

Silent rage, in my vintage shades
I'm not in the winters of my life or the beginning stage, I am the
Maserati, pumpin' Biggie, the great
Blastin', I'm after the actress who Faith Evans
My little Jackie Onassis,
I'm so high, I never land like Mike Jackson's
on, .45 still crack ya rib sacrilege
Talk trash about the kid
Past nasty now, I'm gross and repulsive, talk
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 could me
Too Godly to be a Bugatti, you
Must me somethin' Tommy Mottonic from Queens had before the '90s
Drug call, rush to the bar
Move, niggas, we don't give a who you are
Black card heavy like a magnet, in my denims
Pretty women see them them saggin', bet a hundred
Niggas'll run it back havin' fun
I ain't even begun to black, light another blunt in

(Nasty) Yeah, kid

For the hustlers, as yellow bitches for the suck of it
Got a bunch of niggas in prison
Saying it was Nas I used to with
I display fashions while my engage hashish, guns on my waist past his
Since I'm 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 entertainment means blatantly
it 'til you make it, I've driven those toys
Been in the wars, in the streets, cops in doors
For my deen niggas, your cheap as limousine liquor
I'm no fake rap CD

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