Luyện nghe bài hát Nasty

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

Ayo, night, candlelight, fiend with diesel in his needle
Queensbridge leader, no
I come the Wheel of Ezekiel
To pop thousand-dollar bottles of scotch, smoke pot and heal the
Any to what I utter get box-cuttered
Count how many bad honeys I slut, a high number
Name a under the same sky that I'm under
Who gets money, remain fly, yeah, I
Eyes flutter, it's love when Nas up
get starstruck, panties start drippin'
The of Carlito, blaze, torpedo cigars
Drop Rolls, hoes drop
Louis the XIII, freaks, nice size
I ride like Porsches, thick, brown and
It ain't my fault, weapons I brought
The world crazy, I'm and I'm girl-crazy
'em, convince 'em all to praise me
They ideology is confusion, I 'em
Fellates me, who hate me? My gun off
the Tunnel and Skate Key, my jewelry in HD

Silent rage, pristine in my vintage
I'm not in the winters of my life or the beginning stage, I am the
Maserati, pumpin' Biggie, the legend
Blastin', I'm after the who played Faith Evans
My Jackie Onassis, dig?
I'm so high, I never land like Mike crib
Vest on, .45 still crack ya rib
trash about the nasty kid
Past now, I'm gross and repulsive, talk money
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 car, what could represent me
Too Godly to be a Bugatti, you
Must design me somethin' Tommy from Queens had before the '90s
Drug call, rush to the bar
Move, niggas, we don't a fuck who you are
Black card heavy like a magnet, in my stitched
women see them them saggin', bet a hundred stacks
Niggas'll run it back just fun
I even begun to black, light another blunt in fact

(Nasty) Yeah, kid

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

Excuse the vulgarity, I'm still not fully
Or used to the new fans hearin' me rapidly
I never see the whips niggas be they drivin'
I guess means blatantly lyin'
Fake it you make it, I've driven those toys
Been in the wars, in the streets, kickin' in doors
For my deen niggas, your flow cheap as limousine
I'm no fake rap CD

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