Luyện nghe bài hát I Gotta Lotta

(Method Man sample)
I lotta, I gotta gotta

1 -

I gotta chip on my shoulder that Bill ain't make.
Gotta connect up in
Gotta great rate
hotta enchilada
hot tre 8
Heavy rocks in my rings a quake can't shake
Or she can
You a let's fuck
a freak for a week
Fuck a for a month
Gotta brand hot and a great rapper flow
actual factual international after glow
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
lotta hot material real on the set
Got ass in class bust some 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

Black
I got goons in the hood with
Cone head hoodies and they grew faces

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

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

2 -

I gotta way of findin' niggaz, so these hide
Gotta sun to shade so my brass shows pride
Got Jimmy more for demmy that'll smash your
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 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 from the yo
A hot gun on the run, need your to crash hoe
Recession, still but I'm jackin' for cash flow
Wanna waste time then go outside and watch some grass
Got spears for 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 if you a gotta 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 they grew faces

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

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

3 -

I gotta ditch the bitch call the gravel
Stitch the snitch tell her to sails or wail on the tattle
your tail when the battle fails
Keep a bitch with a tail
There's beef when the yells
I'm the shit into John Lennon
Spit venom, my women and my are gremlin
Gotta family full of
shoot my way from a felony know what the future is
That's the moral of the horror for ya
Like Kalashnikov southside of Bora
score da border
Gotta gracious
Many auto
Sweep your and torso
Gotta bitch the Porsche though
Got it twisted and braided, if not keep the horse fro
Don't fuss, take your bitch
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 with cases
Cone head hoodies and they rocks faces

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

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