Luyện nghe bài hát Nosetalgia

20 years of selling Johnson & Johnson
I started out as a baby face
No wonder there's rash on my conscience
My teething ring was by the nonsense
Gem Star razor and a dinner
Arm and hammer and a jar, that's my dinner date
crack the window in the kitchen, let it ventilate
Cause I let it on the stove like a minute steak
Nigga, I was crack in the zone
Two beepers on me, Starter jacket that was two
Four lockers, four different got their mule on
Black Ferris Bueller, cutting school with his on
Couldn't do wrong with a chest full of and a arm full of watches
What I sell for pain in the hood, I'm a
tried to fight the urge like Ivan Drago
If he he dies, like Doughboy to Tre
If he rides he rides, punches in the room
If he cries he cries, we don't away the pain
When a die we add a link to the chain
Inscribe a name in your flesh
We playing on a game of chess
Once you his bills who's gone fuck his bitch the best?
A megapixels of the Pyrex
on the scale digital, my only Timex
Nigga, this is timeless, simply cause it's
Pure as the fumes be fucking with my sinus
Nigga is Simon says, Simon red
Blood on diamonds til you dying, dead, yah!

You better change comes out your speaker

You wanna see a dead
Instrumentals from my Christmas party
Troubles on my mind, I still smell
My little crying
repeatedly buying my Sega Genesis
Either or my auntie was stealing it
Hit the pipe and start it
Oh wee, cut me some slack, weed did that
This was different, geez, please help me relax
Quantum physics never show you the world I was in
I was ten
Back when ounces have got you ten
And nine times out of ten niggas don't pay
And when there's tension in the air nines come with
My daddy dumped a piece to a four and a half
Took a L, started soap fiends bubble bath
Broke his nails misusing his to treat his nose
Shirt buttoned open, taco land on his gold
I said "daddy, one day get you right with 36 zips
1000 grams of cocaine then your will be rich
Now you can it up or sell it soft as leather interior
Drop some ice cubes in it, on perimeter"
He said "son, how you think you be my connect?"
"pops, your ass is washed up with all due respect"
He said "well nigga, then me how it all makes sense"
Go figure, motherfucker, every verse is a
Your son dope,
Now reap what you sowed,
Please what you sowed, nigga
I was born in '87, my grand a legend
Now the same shit that y'all was smoking is my
get it

They must be on the dick of

They be on the dick of who?