Luyện nghe bài hát Nosetalgia

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

You change what comes out your speaker

You see a dead body?
Instrumentals from my mama's party
Troubles on my mind, I still smell
My little crying
Smokers repeatedly my Sega Genesis
Either that or my was stealing it
Hit the pipe and start it
Oh wee, cut me some slack, never did that
was different, geez, Louise please help me relax
Quantum physics never show you the world I was in
I was ten
Back when nine ounces got you ten
And nine times out of ten niggas pay attention
And when there's tension in the air nines with extensions
My dumped a quarter piece to a four and a half
a L, started selling soap fiends bubble bath
Broke his nails misusing his pinky to his nose
Shirt buttoned open, taco land on his gold
I said "daddy, one day get you right with 36 zips
1000 grams of cocaine then your name will be
Now you can it up or sell it soft as leather interior
Drop some ice in it, Deebo on perimeter"
He "son, how come you think you be my connect?"
Said "pops, your ass is washed up all due respect"
He "well nigga, then show me how it all makes sense"
Go figure, motherfucker, every is a brick
son dope, nigga
Now what you sowed, nigga
Please what you sowed, nigga
I was born in '87, my daddy a legend
Now the same that y'all was smoking is my profession
get it

They must be on the dick of

They be on the dick of who?