Luyện nghe bài hát Nosetalgia

20 plus of selling Johnson & Johnson
I out as a baby face monster
No wonder diaper rash on my conscience
My teething was numbed by the nonsense
Gem Star razor and a plate
Arm and hammer and a mason jar, that's my dinner
Then crack the window in the kitchen, let it
Cause I let it sizzle on the stove a minute steak
Nigga, I was crack in the zone
Two beepers on me, Starter jacket was two toned
Four lockers, different bitches got their mule on
Black Ferris Bueller, cutting with his jewels on
Couldn't do with a chest full of chains and a arm full of watches
What I for pain in the hood, I'm a doctor
Zhivago tried to fight the urge Ivan Drago
If he he dies, like Doughboy to Tre
If he he rides, Throwing punches in the room
If he cries he cries, we don't away the pain
a nigga die we add a link to the chain
Inscribe a nigga name in your
We playing on a game of chess
Once you delegate his bills who's gone his bitch the best?
A million of the Pyrex
Started on the digital, my only Timex
Nigga, this is timeless, cause it's honest
as the fumes that be fucking with my sinus
Nigga is Simon says, Simon red
Blood on your til you dying, dead, yah!

You change what comes out your speaker

You see a dead body?
from my mama's Christmas party
Troubles on my mind, I still crime
My little brother
repeatedly buying my Sega Genesis
Either or my auntie was stealing it
Hit the pipe and start it
Oh wee, cut me some slack, never did that
This was different, geez, please help me relax
Quantum physics could show you the world I was in
I was ten
Back nine ounces have got you ten
And nine times out of ten niggas pay attention
And when there's in the air nines come with extensions
My daddy dumped a quarter piece to a and a half
Took a L, selling soap fiends bubble bath
Broke his nails misusing his pinky to treat his
Shirt buttoned open, taco meat on his gold
I said "daddy, one day I'mma get you right with 36
1000 grams of cocaine then your will be rich
Now you can rock it up or sell it soft as leather
some ice cubes in it, Deebo 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, show me how it all makes sense"
Go figure, motherfucker, every verse is a
son dope, nigga
Now reap what you sowed,
Please reap you sowed, nigga
I was born in '87, my grand a legend
Now the same that y'all was smoking is my profession
get it

They be on the dick of who?

They must be on the dick of