Luyện nghe bài hát Nosetalgia

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

You better change what out your speaker

You wanna see a dead
Instrumentals from my Christmas party
Troubles on my mind, I still smell
My little brother
Smokers repeatedly my Sega Genesis
Either or my auntie was stealing it
Hit the pipe and feeling it
Oh wee, cut me slack, weed never did that
This was different, geez, please help me relax
Quantum physics could never show you the I was in
I was ten
Back when nine ounces got you ten
And times out of ten niggas don't pay attention
And when there's in the air nines come with extensions
My daddy a quarter piece to a four and a half
Took a L, started selling fiends bubble bath
Broke his nails misusing his pinky to treat his
Shirt buttoned open, taco meat land on his
I said "daddy, one day I'mma get you right 36 zips
1000 grams of then your name will be rich
Now you can rock it up or sell it as leather interior
Drop some ice in it, Deebo on perimeter"
He said "son, how come you 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 is a brick
Your son dope,
Now reap you sowed, nigga
Please reap what you sowed,
I was in '87, my grand daddy a legend
Now the shit that y'all was smoking is my profession
get it

They must be on the of who?

They must be on the dick of