Luyện nghe bài hát I Gotta Lotta

(Method Man sample)
I gotta lotta, I gotta

1 -

I chip on my shoulder that Bill Gates ain't make.
connect up in Harlem
Gotta great rate
Gotta hotta
hot tre 8
Heavy rocks in my rings that a quake shake
Or she can
You a let's fuck
a freak for a week
Fuck a stunt for a
Gotta hot damn and a great rapper flow
actual factual international after glow
Tools for ya fools to fix some ish
Got more gifted than a Christmas list
Got on many things, so I ride east west
list who's best so I stress why guess
Gotta lotta hot material on the set
Got ass in first class bust some on the jet
Got an album, we wildin', so we don't rest
Got kids, a of niggaz I call a Tribe Called Treach

I got Henney, I got
I got dinner, I got

Black
I got goons in the with cases
Cone head hoodies and they rocks faces

I got this side, I got side
I gotta a big bag baby full of bitch act right

Sonny
I got wolves on deck all about hood
Bangin' out and ain't neva been about they hood

2 -

I gotta way of findin' niggaz, so these assholes
Gotta brigade sun to shade so my brass pride
Got Jimmy more for that'll smash your bride
Half-truths will lodge ass or lose a whole half side
Gotta...shit on these fools, so I crap for a
Make you O'neil (kneel) for real stack my (Shaq) with the shotties
Got vultures for me, they can slobby the knobby
You ain't fuckin' get the truck and meet and greet in the
Got classics, whole lotta doe from the yo
A hot gun on the run, need your basement to hoe
Recession, rappin' but I'm jackin' for cash flow
Wanna waste time then go outside and watch some grow
Got spears for your fears, but I ain't
Gotta name in this game cause my aim game's
Gotta squad, to God cause it's rough in the city
Smooth as silk, I got milk if you a couple of titties.

I got Henney, I got
I got dinner, I got

Sonny
I got goons in the hood cases
Cone head hoodies and rocks grew faces

I got this side, I got that
I gotta a big bag baby full of bitch act right

Black
I got wolves on deck all about they
Bangin' out and they neva been about they hood

3 -

I gotta ditch the bitch call the hail
Stitch the snitch tell her to sails or wail on the tale
Tuck tail when the battle fails
Keep a with a fatter tail
There's when the cattle yells
I'm the shit into John Lennon
Spit venom, my and my denim are gremlin
Gotta family of fugitives
shoot my way from a felony know what the future is
That's the moral of the story for ya
Kalashnikov southside of Tora Bora
Wanna score da
Gotta gorgeous
Many semi
Sweep timbs and torso
Gotta bitch with the Porsche
Got it twisted and braided, if not keep the horse fro
Don't fuss, take bitch back
Imma if you walk over tough you gonna limp back.

I got Henney, I got
I got dinner, I got

Black
I got goons in the hood cases
Cone head hoodies and rocks grew faces

I got this side, I got that
I gotta a big bag baby full of bitch act right

Black
I got wolves on all about they hood
Bangin' out and they ain't neva been they hood