Luyện nghe bài hát Nasty

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

Ayo, late night, candlelight, with diesel in his needle
leader, no equal
I come from the Wheel of
To pop thousand-dollar 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
a nigga under the same sky that I'm under
Who gets money, fly, yeah, I wonder
Eyes flutter, it's when Nas pops up
get starstruck, panties start drippin'
The ways of Carlito, blaze, cigars
Drop Rolls, hoes clothes
Louis the XIII, freaks, women nice
I like Porsches, thick, brown and gorgeous
It ain't my fault, semiautomatic I brought
The crazy, I'm rich and I'm girl-crazy
'em, convince 'em all to praise me
They ideology is confusion, I 'em
Fellates me, who me? My gun off safety
Since the and Skate Key, my jewelry in HD

Silent rage, pristine in my shades
I'm not in the of my life or the beginning stage, I am the dragon
Maserati, pumpin' Biggie, the legend
Blastin', I'm after the who played Faith Evans
My little Jackie Onassis,
I'm so high, I land like Mike Jackson's crib
Vest on, .45 still ya rib sacrilege
Talk about the nasty 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 offend, I'm skinny, but still I'm too big for a Bentley
You are your car, could represent me
Too to be a Bugatti, you honestly
Must me somethin' 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 like a magnet, in my stitched
Pretty women see them them saggin', bet a hundred
Niggas'll run it back havin' fun
I ain't even to black, light another blunt in fact

(Nasty) Yeah, kid

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

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

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