Luyện nghe bài hát Nosetalgia

20 plus years of Johnson & Johnson
I started out as a face monster
No wonder there's diaper rash on my
My ring was numbed by the nonsense
Gem Star and a dinner plate
Arm and hammer and a jar, that's my dinner date
Then crack the in the kitchen, let it ventilate
Cause I let it on the stove like a minute steak
Nigga, I was in the school zone
Two on me, Starter jacket that was two toned
Four lockers, four different bitches got their on
Ferris Bueller, cutting school with his jewels on
Couldn't do wrong a chest full of chains and a arm full of watches
What I sell for pain in the hood, I'm a
Zhivago to fight the urge like Ivan Drago
If he he dies, like Doughboy to Tre
If he rides he rides, Throwing punches in the
If he he cries, we don't drink away the pain
When a die we add a link to the chain
Inscribe a nigga name in flesh
We on a higher game of chess
Once you delegate his who's gone fuck his bitch the best?
A million megapixels of the
Started on the scale digital, my Timex
Nigga, this is timeless, simply cause honest
Pure as the fumes that be fucking with my
Nigga this is Simon says, red
on your diamonds til you dying, dead, yah!

You better change what out your speaker

You see a dead body?
Instrumentals from my mama's party
Troubles on my mind, I still smell
My brother crying
Smokers repeatedly my Sega Genesis
that or my auntie was stealing it
Hit the and start feeling it
Oh wee, cut me some slack, never did that
This was different, geez, Louise please me relax
Quantum could never show you the world I was in
I was ten
Back nine ounces have got you ten
And nine times out of ten niggas pay attention
And when there's tension in the air come with extensions
My daddy dumped a quarter to a four and a half
Took a L, started selling soap fiends bath
Broke his nails misusing his to treat his nose
Shirt open, taco meat land on his gold
I said "daddy, one day get you right with 36 zips
1000 grams of cocaine your name will be rich
Now you can rock it up or sell it soft as leather
Drop some ice cubes in it, on perimeter"
He said "son, how come you you be my connect?"
Said "pops, your ass is washed up all due respect"
He "well nigga, then show me how it all makes sense"
Go figure, motherfucker, every is a brick
Your son dope,
Now reap you sowed, nigga
Please reap what you sowed,
I was born in '87, my grand a legend
Now the same shit that was smoking is my profession
get it

They must be on the dick of

They be on the dick of who?