Luyện nghe bài hát I Gotta Lotta

(Method Man sample)
I lotta, I gotta gotta

1 -

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

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

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

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

Sonny
I got on deck all about they hood
out and they 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 demmy that'll smash your
Half-truths will lodge your ass or lose a whole side
Gotta...shit on these fools, so I crap for a
Make you O'neil (kneel) for stack my shack (Shaq) with the shotties
Got vultures freaks for me, can slobby the knobby
You ain't fuckin' get the truck and meet and in the lobby
Got classics, whole lotta doe the past yo
A hot gun on the run, need your to crash hoe
Recession, rappin' but I'm jackin' for cash flow
Wanna waste time then go outside and some grass grow
Got spears for fears, but I ain't Britney
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 gotta of titties.

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

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

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 they hood

3 -

I gotta the bitch call the gravel hail
Stitch the snitch tell her to sails or on the tattle tale
Tuck your when the battle fails
Keep a with a fatter tail
There's beef when the yells
I'm the shit like into Lennon
venom, my women and my denim are gremlin
Gotta family full of
Gotta shoot my way from a felony know the future is
That's the moral of the story for ya
Like Kalashnikov of Tora Bora
score da border
Gotta gracious
Many auto
your timbs and torso
Gotta bitch with the though
Got it twisted and braided, if not keep the horse fro
Don't fuss, take your back
Imma show if you walk over tough you limp back.

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

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

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

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