Luyện nghe bài hát I Gotta Lotta

(Method Man sample)
I gotta lotta, I gotta

1 -

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

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

Sonny
I got goons in the hood with
Cone hoodies and they rocks grew faces

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

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

2 -

I gotta way of niggaz, so these assholes hide
brigade sun to shade so my brass shows pride
Got Jimmy more for demmy smash your bride
Half-truths lodge your ass or lose a whole half side
Gotta...shit on these fools, so I for a hobby
Make you O'neil (kneel) for stack my shack (Shaq) with the shotties
Got freaks 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 the past yo
A hot gun on the run, your basement to crash hoe
Recession, still rappin' but I'm jackin' for flow
Wanna waste time then go outside and watch grass grow
Got spears for your fears, but I Britney
Gotta in this game cause my aim game's pretty
squad, word 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

Black
I got in the hood 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 better act

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

3 -

I gotta ditch the bitch the gravel hail
Stitch the snitch her to sails or wail on the tattle tale
Tuck tail when the battle fails
a bitch with a fatter tail
There's beef when the cattle
I'm the shit into John Lennon
venom, my women and my denim are gremlin
Gotta family of fugitives
Gotta my way from a felony know what the future is
That's the of the story horror for ya
Like southside of Tora Bora
Wanna score da
Gotta gracious
Many auto
Sweep timbs and torso
bitch with the Porsche though
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 gonna back.

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

Black
I got in the hood with cases
Cone hoodies and they rocks grew faces

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

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