Luyện nghe bài hát I Gotta Lotta

(Method Man sample)
I gotta lotta, I gotta

1 -

I gotta chip on my shoulder that Bill ain't make.
Gotta up in Harlem
Gotta great rate
Gotta hotta
hot tre 8
Heavy rocks in my rings that a quake can't
Or she can
You a let's fuck
Keep a freak for a
Fuck a stunt for a
Gotta brand hot damn and a great flow
actual factual international after glow
Tools for ya fools trying to fix ish
Got talent more gifted than a Christmas
Got dibs on things, so I ride east west
Gotta list who's best so I why guess
Gotta hot material real on the set
Got ass in first class bust some on the jet
Got an album, we wildin', so we ride don't
Got kids, a gang of niggaz I call a Tribe Treach

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

Black
I got goons in the hood 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 all about they hood
Bangin' out and they ain't neva been they hood

2 -

I gotta way of findin' niggaz, so assholes hide
Gotta brigade sun to so my brass shows pride
Got more for demmy that'll smash your bride
Half-truths will lodge your ass or lose a half side
Gotta...shit on fools, so I crap for a hobby
Make you O'neil (kneel) for 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, need your to crash hoe
Recession, still rappin' but I'm jackin' for flow
Wanna waste then go outside and watch some grass grow
Got spears for your fears, but I Britney
Gotta name in game cause my aim game's pretty
squad, word to God cause it's rough in the city
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 with
Cone head hoodies and they rocks faces

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

Sonny
I got on deck all about they hood
Bangin' out and they neva been about they hood

3 -

I gotta ditch the bitch the gravel hail
Stitch the snitch tell her to sails or wail on the tale
Tuck tail when the battle fails
a bitch with a fatter tail
There's beef when the cattle
I'm the like into John Lennon
Spit venom, my women and my denim are
family full of fugitives
Gotta shoot my way from a felony what the future is
That's the of the story horror for ya
Like Kalashnikov of Tora Bora
Wanna da border
Gotta gracious
Many semi
Sweep your and torso
Gotta with the Porsche though
Got it twisted and braided, if not keep the horse fro
Don't fuss, your bitch back
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 grew

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

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