Luyện nghe bài hát I Gotta Lotta

(Method Man sample)
I lotta, I gotta gotta

1 -

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

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

Sonny
I got in the hood with cases
Cone head and they rocks grew faces

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

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

2 -

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

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

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

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

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

3 -

I gotta ditch the bitch call the gravel
Stitch the snitch tell her to or wail on the tattle tale
Tuck your tail when the fails
Keep a with a fatter tail
There's beef when the yells
I'm the like into John Lennon
Spit venom, my and my denim are gremlin
Gotta family full of
Gotta my way from a felony know what the future is
the moral of the story horror for ya
Like southside of Tora Bora
score da border
Gotta gracious
semi auto
Sweep your timbs and
Gotta bitch with the Porsche
Got it twisted and braided, if not then keep the fro
Don't fuss, your bitch back
Imma show if you walk over tough you limp back.

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

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

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

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