Luyện nghe bài hát I Gotta Lotta

(Method Man sample)
I gotta lotta, I gotta

1 -

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

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

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

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

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

2 -

I way of findin' niggaz, so these assholes hide
Gotta brigade sun to shade so my shows pride
Got Jimmy more for that'll smash your bride
Half-truths will lodge your ass or lose a half side
Gotta...shit on these fools, so I crap for a
Make you (kneel) for real stack my shack (Shaq) with the shotties
Got freaks for me, they can slobby the knobby
You ain't get the truck and meet and greet in the lobby
Got classics, whole lotta doe the past yo
A hot gun on the run, your basement to crash hoe
Recession, still but I'm jackin' for cash flow
Wanna waste time go outside and watch some grass grow
Got spears for your fears, but I ain't
Gotta name in this game cause my aim pretty
Gotta squad, word to God cause 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 goons in the with cases
Cone head hoodies and they rocks faces

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

Sonny
I got wolves on all about they 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 sails or wail on the tattle
Tuck your tail when the fails
Keep a bitch with a fatter
There's beef when the yells
I'm the shit like into John
venom, my women and my denim are gremlin
Gotta full of fugitives
Gotta shoot my way from a know what the future is
That's the of the story horror for ya
Kalashnikov southside of Tora Bora
Wanna da border
Gotta gracious
semi auto
Sweep your timbs and
Gotta bitch with the though
Got it twisted and braided, if not then keep the fro
Don't fuss, take 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 goons in the hood cases
Cone head and they rocks grew faces

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

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