Luyện nghe bài hát Gotta Have It

P, P.Crakk
B, B.Mack is
Chad, Chad on track?

I gotta it, shot out to my b-boy Beans
And my S.P.chain gang, doin' the damn
I gotta have it, don't forget my boogie with
That me in good health and kill ya, ya'mean?

Chain gang, gang bang, let my finger hang
Ain't nothin' changed my name, P. Cocaine
Relapse, I stay zapped, my urine clean
No one to but Peedi and a nigga I mean

Ten stacks, come to the club and do the thing
You got that, I'm in the crib fixin' my bricks
back, that's the method-zine
About to get four stressed
So I can whip back on the whole

I gotta have it, shot out to my Beans
And my S.P. chain gang, doing the damn
I gotta have it, don't forget my with beam
That keep me in good health and ya, ya'mean?

B. Mack, back, S.P. intact
You see me Crakk, we strapped
the reason for that?
I need that, that boy clap
Hit you niggas in your back, the rest in your hat

Stay strapped with the Mack, the 32 tall stack
The aim all that, when I flame you get all
B-Boy Mack fuck cracks since tall cats
Its the Chain Gang, Bang Bang I suggest yall fall

I gotta it, shot out to my boy B. Sige
And the S.P.chain gang for doin' the thing
I have it, don't forget the r-r-ring r-r-ring
That keep me in good health and kill ya,

gang, lickey with the ban
Quickly it r-r-ring
Rickey get his ziggy bang
Snitchin' on the

Don't you get that Uncle Midi
Get him for his
Simply give him a bang, sit him in a cling
No name, no blame, 10 no aim

Hi-lo, rhino, put your body in
No play no games, 'fore blow your
Bo me after the show, you know
Of I gotta have my

I gotta it, shot out to my b-boy Beans
And my S.P. chain gang, the damn thing
I gotta have it, don't forget my boogie with
keep me in good health and kill ya, ya'mean?

State click and pop hit you niggas with the glock
Catch a nigga whippin' in the cookin' in the pot
Pursue it then might crack you, hit him with the
When you hear that, then you know here come the

up, wait, stop, fuck the cops
Got the Uzi whop, turn your cruiser to a drop
Get off the 'fore SWAT surround the spot
We be locked in a box, hots and a cot

I can't have it, shot out to my boy B.
And the S.P.chain gang for doin' the thing
I gotta have it, don't the r-r-ring r-r-ring
That keep me in good health and ya, ya'mean?

The mayor of Shot, this ain't ain't no kings and queens
Feelin' heard from us want to jerk and bust, we Merciless like
and Beanie greedy like Peedi make the gun go r-r-ring
When you at the thing, give me the bling
Hand me the and the ring

Ballin' in the bubble, a bubble, always actin' up
When feel the double barrel of a double platinum thug
Clappin', ready for some action, and I'm going to the crib
I rep for the Roc and the State Property
Homey, you do shit

Throw a finger up, give me love, Remi in the
When they see these thug, in a circle, the 50's up
Range Rove, 24 inch, out bulbs
Blows fast, but hit your ho slow with the soul

Creepin' on niggas to test me in the black drop top
Pull up and let the bopper go bop,
Treat you, in the wind, to my borough, blowin' on my
And do the to any nigga thats tryin' take what I got
I have it

It's gettin', it's gettin', it's gettin' of hectic
It's gettin', it's gettin', it's kind of hectic
It's gettin', it's gettin', it's gettin' of hectic
It's gettin', it's gettin', it's gettin' kind of

Se pone, Se pone, Se pone muy
Se pone, Se pone, Se muy dificil
Se pone, Se pone, Se pone muy
Se pone, Se pone, Se pone muy

Chain gang, gang
P, P, P, P Cocaine
B, B is back
Chad, Chad on track?
Now go