Luyện nghe bài hát Nosetalgia

20 plus years of Johnson & Johnson
I started out as a baby face
No wonder there's diaper on my conscience
My teething ring was numbed by the
Gem Star razor and a plate
Arm and hammer and a mason jar, that's my date
Then crack the in the kitchen, let it ventilate
Cause I let it sizzle on the stove like a minute
Nigga, I was crack in the school
Two beepers on me, Starter jacket was two toned
Four lockers, four different bitches got mule on
Black Ferris Bueller, cutting school with his on
do wrong with a chest full of chains and a arm full of watches
What I for pain in the hood, I'm a doctor
Zhivago tried to fight the urge like Ivan
If he dies he dies, Doughboy to Tre
If he rides he rides, punches in the room
If he cries he cries, we don't drink the pain
a nigga die we add a link to the chain
Inscribe a nigga in your flesh
We on a higher game of chess
Once you delegate his bills who's fuck his bitch the best?
A megapixels of the Pyrex
on the scale digital, my only Timex
Nigga, this is timeless, simply it's honest
Pure as the fumes that be with my sinus
Nigga is Simon says, Simon red
on your diamonds til you dying, dead, yah!

You change what comes out your speaker

You see a dead body?
from my mama's Christmas party
Troubles on my mind, I still crime
My little crying
Smokers repeatedly my Sega Genesis
Either or my auntie was stealing it
Hit the pipe and feeling it
Oh wee, cut me some slack, never did that
This was different, geez, Louise please me relax
Quantum physics could never show you the I was in
I was ten
Back when nine ounces got you ten
And nine out of ten niggas don't pay attention
And when there's tension in the air nines with extensions
My daddy dumped a quarter piece to a and a half
Took a L, started selling fiends bubble bath
Broke his nails misusing his pinky to his nose
Shirt buttoned open, meat land on his gold
I said "daddy, one day I'mma get you right 36 zips
1000 grams of cocaine then your name be rich
Now you can rock it up or sell it soft as interior
Drop ice cubes in it, Deebo on perimeter"
He "son, how come you think you be my connect?"
"pops, your ass is washed up with all due respect"
He said "well nigga, show me how it all makes sense"
Go figure, motherfucker, every is a brick
son dope, nigga
Now reap what you sowed,
Please reap what you sowed,
I was born in '87, my daddy a legend
Now the shit that y'all was smoking is my profession
get it

They must be on the of who?

They be on the dick of who?