Luyện nghe bài hát Nasty

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

Ayo, late night, candlelight, fiend with diesel in his
leader, no equal
I come the Wheel of Ezekiel
To pop thousand-dollar bottles of scotch, pot and heal the people
Any rebuttal to I utter get box-cuttered
Count how many bad honeys I slut, it's a high
Name a under the same sky that I'm under
Who money, remain fly, yeah, I wonder
Eyes flutter, it's love when Nas up
Stars get starstruck, start drippin'
The ways of Carlito, blaze, cigars
Drop Rolls, hoes drop
Louis the XIII, freaks, women size
I ride like Porsches, thick, and gorgeous
It ain't my fault, weapons I brought
The world crazy, I'm rich and I'm
'em, convince 'em all to praise me
They is confusion, I lose 'em
Fellates me, who me? My gun off safety
Since the Tunnel and Key, my jewelry in HD

Silent rage, in my vintage shades
I'm not in the winters of my life or the beginning stage, I am the
Maserati, pumpin' Biggie, the great
Blastin', I'm the actress who played Faith Evans
My little Onassis, dig?
I'm so high, I never land like Mike Jackson's
on, .45 still crack ya rib sacrilege
Talk about the nasty kid
Past nasty now, I'm gross and repulsive, talk
Is you jokin', cash everywhere, in my bank, in the
In the walls, in the cars, in my wallet, in my
On the floors, ceilings, the safe, bitch, I got all you
But don't offend, I'm skinny, but 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 Mottonic Queens had before the '90s
dealer call, rush to the bar
Move, niggas, we don't give a who you are
Black heavy like a magnet, in my stitched denims
women see them them saggin', bet a hundred stacks
Niggas'll run it back just fun
I ain't even begun to black, light another blunt in

(Nasty) Yeah, kid

For the hustlers, thick as yellow for the suck of it
Got a bunch of niggas in prison
it was Nas I used to hustle with
I fashions 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 was straight assin'

Excuse the vulgarity, I'm not fully adjusted
Or used to the new fans me spit rapidly
I see the whips niggas be claimin' they drivin'
I guess entertainment means lyin'
Fake it 'til you make it, I've driven toys
in the wars, in the streets, cops kickin' in doors
For my deen niggas, your cheap as limousine liquor
I'm no rap CD listener

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