Luyện nghe bài hát Nosetalgia

20 plus years of selling & Johnson
I out as a baby 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 in the kitchen, let it ventilate
Cause I let it sizzle on the stove a minute steak
Nigga, I was crack in the zone
Two beepers on me, jacket that was two toned
Four lockers, four bitches got their mule on
Black Ferris Bueller, cutting school with his on
Couldn't do with a chest 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 in the room
If he he cries, we don't drink away the pain
When a die we add a link to the chain
a nigga name in your flesh
We on a higher game of chess
Once you delegate his who's gone fuck his bitch the best?
A million megapixels of the
Started on the scale digital, my only
Nigga, this is timeless, simply it's honest
Pure as the fumes that be fucking with my
this is Simon says, Simon red
Blood on your til you dying, dead, yah!

You better change comes out your speaker

You wanna see a body?
from my mama's Christmas party
Troubles on my mind, I still smell
My brother crying
Smokers repeatedly buying my Sega
Either that or my was stealing it
Hit the pipe and feeling it
Oh wee, cut me some slack, never did that
This was different, geez, Louise please help me
Quantum physics could show you the world I was in
I was ten
Back when ounces have got you ten
And nine times out of ten niggas don't pay
And when there's in the air nines come with extensions
My dumped a quarter piece 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 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 it up or sell it soft as leather interior
Drop some ice cubes in it, on perimeter"
He "son, how come you think you be my connect?"
Said "pops, your ass is washed up 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 you sowed, nigga
I was born in '87, my grand a legend
Now the same shit y'all was smoking is my profession
get it

They must be on the of who?

must be on the dick of who?