Luyện nghe bài hát I Got A Right Ta

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

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 right to high
I got the right to high
I got the right to feel

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

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 to feel high
I got the right to feel
I got the right to high

I want to ride in my car, 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 feel
I got the to feel high

Like a pimp to a hoe I connect to the
I it in my neck and my back
A came to me, said it changed his life
Said the love of his life, he used to to the light
I'm trying to do
I claiming Mister Right
I'm a grown man, I'm too old to
I stay on point like trick
Tweaking like the sound man who need to mike
bitch like
I the block is hot, but we just can't get ice
When our children's children sit
I sing the song to the fiend's strong
King ain't got shit on me
I days to rip emcees, I'm peaking
But I still gotta get cheese
You on some monkey ball damn
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 high
I got the right to feel

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