Luyện nghe bài hát Gotta Have It

P, P.Crakk
B, B.Mack is
Chad, Chad what's on

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 keep me in good health and kill ya,

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

Ten stacks, Crakk to the club and do the thing
You got that, I'm in the crib fixin' my bricks
Style back, that's the
About to get your stressed
So I can whip back on the whole

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

B. Mack, back, S.P. intact
You see me with Crakk, we
What's the for that?
I need that, that Philly boy
Hit you niggas in your back, send the in your hat

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

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

Chain gang, with the ban
Quickly spit it
Sickey get his ziggy bang
Snitchin' on the

Don't forget you get 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 in pain
No play no games, 'fore blow your
Bo range me after the show, you
Of I gotta have my

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

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

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

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

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

Ballin' in the bubble, blow a bubble, actin' up
When feel the double barrel of a double platinum thug
Clappin', ready for some action, and I'm to empty the crib
I rep for the Roc and the State clique
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, blacked out
Blows fast, but hit ho slow with the soul pole

Creepin' on niggas tryin' to test me in the drop top
up and let the bopper go bop, bop-bop
Treat you, in the wind, to my borough, on my back
And do the same to any nigga thats take what I got
I can't it

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

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

gang, gang bang
P, P, P, P Cocaine
B, B Mack is
Chad, Chad what's on
Now go