Luyện nghe bài hát I Gotta Lotta

(Method Man sample)
I gotta lotta, I gotta

1 -

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

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

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

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

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

2 -

I way of findin' niggaz, so these assholes hide
Gotta sun to shade so my brass shows pride
Got Jimmy more for demmy that'll smash bride
Half-truths will lodge your ass or lose a whole side
Gotta...shit on these fools, so I for a hobby
Make you O'neil (kneel) for real stack my shack (Shaq) with the
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, need your to crash hoe
Recession, still rappin' but I'm jackin' for cash
Wanna waste time then go outside and watch some grass
Got spears for your fears, but I ain't
Gotta name in game cause my aim game's pretty
Gotta squad, word to God cause rough in the city
Smooth as silk, I got milk if you a gotta of titties.

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

Black
I got goons in the with cases
head hoodies 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 they hood
Bangin' out and they ain't neva about they hood

3 -

I gotta ditch the bitch call the hail
Stitch the snitch tell her to sails or on the tattle tale
Tuck your tail the battle fails
a bitch with a fatter tail
There's when the cattle yells
I'm the like into John Lennon
Spit venom, my women and my are gremlin
Gotta family full of
Gotta shoot my way from a know what the future is
That's the moral of the story for ya
Like southside of Tora Bora
Wanna da border
Gotta gorgeous
Many auto
Sweep your and torso
Gotta bitch with the though
Got it and braided, if not then keep the horse fro
Don't fuss, take your bitch
Imma show if you over tough you gonna limp back.

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

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

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

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