Luyện nghe bài hát I Got A Right Ta

Yeah! Ha! Yeah, we got, on
Why y'all cats know the abstract nigga the attitude
Pass the booze, and build on it
I'm rolling in a Cadillac with the fronted
I even smoke no mo' but I feel blunted
Yo I'm on the freedom
Stepping to the A.M., cats be in the P.M.
the players I'm the G.M.
Told my team let me get my plays straight, I'ma feed
They need me like I them
See the is bleeding
Had to meet with my mind on how I divined
on my climb
I'm grinding, 'til I get blue
Everyday, shit new star
Don't make me act like where I come from he grew tall
There's a place that to run from it if you
Hustlers and vogues, and smokes
I kiss the sky high off the stuff that I wrote

I to ride in my car, smoke my shit
Keep my high, let the chrome spin
I got the to feel high
I got the right to feel
I got the right to high
I got the right to feel

I to ride in my car, smoke my shit
Keep my head high, let the chrome
I got the right to feel
I got the to feel high
I got the to feel high
I got the right to high

I'm the cat in hip hop that can go into a thrift shop
Connect, get up to the ghetto and get
If you get that kick-a-box
Make sure bitch knock
If you gonna get glock don't be scared to big shot
Hip Hop is changing, why y'all me to stay the same?
Sorta Barkley on how I see the game
I recognize like a scout
Hey yo, I'm bound to your lady as I turn your lady out
I ain't about
Messing no other man's women
of jealousy then a man go under
Understand a man and his
Listening to Joan
the fan and the window
Can it be so simple
I Rockports, you rock Timberland's
I want a Rover, but I'm thinking range
I ain't over, I just made my own lane

I want to ride in my car, my shit
Keep my head high, let the chrome
I got the to feel high
I got the to feel high
I got the right to high
I got the to feel high

I want to ride in my car, smoke my
my head high, let the chrome spin
I got the right to high
I got the right to feel
I got the right to high
I got the to feel high

Like a pimp to a hoe I connect to the
I feel it in my neck and my
A thug to me, said it changed his life
Said the love of his life, he used to to the light
I'm to do better
I claiming Mister Right
I'm a man, I'm too old to fist-fight
I stay on point like dice
Tweaking the sound man who need to switch mike
Sounding bitch
I know the block is hot, but we can't get ice
When our children sit nice?
I sing the song to make the fiend's
Kong ain't got shit on me
I days to rip emcees, I'm peaking
But I still gotta get that
You on some monkey ball chimpanzees
through the Chi-Town to feel the breeze yo

I want to in my car, smoke my shit
Keep my head high, let the chrome
I got the to feel high
I got the to feel high
I got the right to feel
I got the right to high

I to ride in my car, smoke my shit
Keep my high, let the chrome spin
I got the to feel high
I got the right to feel
I got the to feel high
I got the to feel high