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
the booze, and let's build on it
I'm rolling in a Cadillac with the grill
I ain't smoke no mo' but I feel blunted
Yo I'm on the freedom
to the A.M., cats be taking in the P.M.
Tell the I'm the G.M.
my team let me get my plays straight, I'ma feed them
They need me like I need
See the is bleeding
Had to with my mind on how I could divined
Stay on my
I'm grinding, 'til I get balls
Everyday, same shit new
Don't make me act like where I come from he grew tall
There's a that to run from it if you neutral
Hustlers and vogues, customers and
I kiss the sky high off the stuff that I wrote

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

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

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 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 stay the
like Barkley on how I see the game
I recognize game a scout
Hey yo, I'm bound to your lady as I turn your lady out
I ain't about
Messing with no other man's
of jealousy then a man go under
Understand a man and his
Listening to Mitchell
the fan and the window
Can it be so simple
I rock Rockports, you rock
I want a Rover, but I'm thinking long
I ain't over, I just made my own lane

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

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

a pimp to a hoe I connect to the track
I it in my neck and my back
A thug came to me, it changed his life
Said the of his life, he used to bang to the light
I'm trying to do
I ain't claiming Right
I'm a grown man, I'm too old to
I on point like trick dice
Tweaking like the sound man who to switch mike
Sounding bitch
I know the block is hot, but we just get ice
our children's children sit nice?
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 get that cheese
You on some ball damn 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 right to feel
I got the right to high
I got the right to high

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