Pronunciación Fonética y Letra de la canción: Nasty Freestyle T-Wayne

“Nasty Freestyle”

Ya say Roro, you know I did it right?…. yia se rorro yiu no a dire rai
Who is Rickey Wayne the mixtape….. ju is riky wueyn de micsteip
Ya feel me?…. yia fiil mi

First let me hop out the motherfucking Porsche…. fers lemi japaut de maderfakin porsh
I don’t want her if that ass don’t sit like a horse…. a don wuan er if daras don sit laik a jors
I be balling on these niggas got me feeling like sports…. a bi bolin on dis nigas gat mi filin laik esports
Dash got so much wood I could build me a fort…. dash gat so match wuud a cu bil mi a for
Ain’t too many things I ain’t done yet…. ein tu meny tdings a ein doon yiet
I’m the king of this shit…. am de kin of dis shit
Crowned by the toilet…. craun ba de toilet
I’m just barely getting started…. am yias berly guerin estare
You already upset….. yiu olredy apset
Got a tiger as a pet….. gara taiguer as a pet
I just took him to the vet…. a yias tuk im tu de vet
Homie I be making hits
I’m the rap Derek Jeter
Let your bitch ride on me
Like she was on a feeder
If the pussy ain’t good
Then I probably won’t feed her
Lil homie you can keep her
Cause I really don’t need her
I ain’t worried ‘bout a feature
Homeboy you’s a pee on toilet seat
Ass nigga man I swear you getting peed on
Man, my jewelry so cold I walk around with the heat on
My alarm clock set just in case they wanna sleep on
Ya dig
I’m a full time player
Hopping out in alligator
Sipping lean and now and later
Homie, I’ll annihilate ya
If you think you wanna battle
You gon’ have to pay some paper
I just hit her and I quit her
I would never ever date her
It’s a shame how I’m barely getting love in the city
Travel to another town, you can bet they fucking with me
I be killing this shit
Pray to God they forgive me
They said, “When you blow up don’t forget me, ”
Man
I been on fire
Ever since they made the lighter
My boys will pull up on ya, homie, I ain’t talking diapers
Walk into your function on point I’m like a sniper
My girl bad like Dej Loaf so don’t try her
Flexing all you want but homeboy you ain’t ready
Ten times sharper than Michael Myer’s machete
Been about the money I ain’t worried ‘bout the fame
‘Bout to have everybody saying, “Who is Rickey Wayne?”
That’s me