Luyện nghe bài hát I Got A Right Ta

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

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

I want to ride in my car, my shit
my head high, let the chrome spin
I got the to feel high
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 that knock
If you gonna get that glock don't be to big shot
Hip Hop is changing, why want me to stay the same?
like Barkley on how I see the game
I game like a scout
Hey yo, I'm bound to wreck your lady as I your lady out
I about that
Messing with no other man's
Because of jealousy then a man go
Understand a man and his
Listening to Mitchell
the fan and the window
Can it be so then?
I rock Rockports, you Timberland's
I want a Rover, but I'm long range
I ain't over, I just made my own lane

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

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

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

I want to in my car, smoke my shit
Keep my 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 right to high

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