Luyện nghe bài hát Nosetalgia

20 plus of selling Johnson & Johnson
I started out as a face monster
No wonder diaper rash on my conscience
My ring was numbed by the nonsense
Gem razor and a dinner plate
Arm and and a mason 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 crack in the zone
Two beepers on me, Starter jacket that was two
Four lockers, different bitches got their mule on
Black Ferris Bueller, cutting school with his on
Couldn't do wrong a chest 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 he cries, we don't drink away the pain
a nigga die we add a link to the chain
Inscribe a nigga name in flesh
We playing on a higher of chess
Once you delegate his bills gone fuck his bitch the best?
A megapixels of the Pyrex
Started on the scale digital, my only
Nigga, this is timeless, cause it's honest
Pure as the that be fucking with my sinus
Nigga is Simon says, Simon red
Blood on your til you dying, dead, yah!

You better what comes out your speaker

You wanna see a dead
Instrumentals my mama's Christmas party
on my mind, I still smell crime
My little crying
Smokers repeatedly buying my Genesis
that or my auntie was stealing it
Hit the and start feeling it
Oh wee, cut me some slack, never did that
This was different, geez, Louise help me relax
Quantum could never show you the world I was in
I was ten
Back when nine have got you ten
And nine times out of ten 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 soap bubble bath
Broke his nails misusing his to treat his nose
Shirt buttoned open, taco land on his gold
I said "daddy, one day I'mma get you right 36 zips
grams of cocaine then your name will be rich
Now you can rock it up or sell it soft as interior
some ice cubes in it, Deebo on perimeter"
He said "son, how you think you be my connect?"
Said "pops, your ass is up with all due respect"
He said "well nigga, show me how it all makes sense"
Go figure, motherfucker, every verse is a
Your son dope,
Now reap you sowed, nigga
reap what you sowed, nigga
I was born in '87, my grand daddy a
Now the same that y'all was smoking is my profession
get it

They must be on the of who?

They must be on the dick of