Luyện nghe bài hát Nosetalgia

20 plus years of selling Johnson &
I out as a baby face monster
No wonder there's rash on my conscience
My teething ring was by the nonsense
Gem razor and a dinner plate
Arm and hammer and a mason jar, that's my date
Then the window in the kitchen, let it ventilate
Cause I let it sizzle on the stove like a minute
Nigga, I was crack in the school
Two beepers on me, Starter jacket was two toned
Four lockers, four bitches got their mule on
Ferris Bueller, cutting school with his jewels on
Couldn't do wrong with a full of chains and a arm full of watches
What I sell for in the hood, I'm a doctor
Zhivago tried to fight the urge like Ivan
If he he dies, like Doughboy to Tre
If he rides he rides, Throwing punches in the
If he cries he cries, we don't drink away the
When a die we add a link to the chain
Inscribe a nigga name in flesh
We playing on a higher game of
Once you delegate his who's gone fuck his bitch the best?
A million of the Pyrex
Started on the scale digital, my 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 what comes out your speaker

You wanna see a dead
Instrumentals from my mama's party
Troubles on my mind, I smell crime
My brother crying
Smokers repeatedly buying my Genesis
Either that or my auntie was it
Hit the pipe and start it
Oh wee, cut me some slack, weed never did
This was different, geez, Louise please me relax
Quantum physics could show you the world I was in
I was ten
Back when nine have got you ten
And times out of ten niggas don't pay attention
And when there's tension in the air nines come with
My daddy dumped a quarter to a four and a half
Took a L, started soap fiends bubble bath
Broke his nails misusing his pinky to treat his
Shirt buttoned open, taco land on his gold
I said "daddy, one day I'mma get you with 36 zips
1000 grams of cocaine your name 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 come you you be my connect?"
Said "pops, ass is washed up with all due respect"
He said "well nigga, then me how it all makes sense"
Go figure, motherfucker, verse is a brick
Your son dope,
Now what you sowed, nigga
Please reap you sowed, nigga
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 be on the dick of who?