Luyện nghe bài hát I Gotta Lotta

(Method Man sample)
I lotta, I gotta gotta

1 -

I gotta chip on my that Bill Gates ain't make.
connect up in Harlem
Gotta great weight
Gotta hotta
hot tre 8
Heavy rocks in my rings a quake can't shake
Or she can
You a freak fuck
Keep a for a week
Fuck a stunt for a
Gotta brand hot damn and a great flow
Gotta factual international after glow
Tools for ya fools trying to fix ish
Got talent more than a Christmas list
Got on many things, so I ride east west
Gotta list best so I stress why guess
Gotta hot material real on the set
Got ass in class bust some 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 in the hood with cases
head hoodies and they rocks grew faces

I got this side, I got side
I gotta a big bag baby of bitch better 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 brigade sun to shade so my brass shows
Got Jimmy more for that'll smash your bride
Half-truths will lodge your ass or lose a whole half
Gotta...shit on these fools, so I for a hobby
Make you O'neil (kneel) for real my shack (Shaq) with the shotties
Got vultures freaks for me, they can slobby the
You fuckin' get the truck and meet and greet in the lobby
Got classics, whole lotta doe the past yo
A hot gun on the run, need your basement to hoe
Recession, still rappin' but I'm jackin' for flow
waste time then go outside and watch some grass grow
Got spears for your fears, but I Britney
Gotta name in this cause my aim game's pretty
Gotta squad, word to God cause rough in the city
as silk, I got milk if you a gotta couple of titties.

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

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

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

Black
I got on deck all about they hood
Bangin' out and they ain't neva about they 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 when the cattle yells
I'm the shit like John Lennon
Spit venom, my women and my are gremlin
family full of fugitives
Gotta shoot my way from a felony know the future is
That's the of the story horror for ya
Like southside of Tora Bora
score da border
Gotta gorgeous
Many auto
Sweep your and torso
Gotta bitch with the though
Got it twisted and braided, if not then keep the fro
Don't fuss, take your bitch
show if you walk over tough you gonna limp back.

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

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

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

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