Luyện nghe bài hát I Gotta Lotta

(Method Man sample)
I gotta lotta, I gotta

1 -

I gotta chip on my shoulder that Gates ain't make.
connect up in Harlem
Gotta weight rate
Gotta enchilada
hot tre 8
Heavy in my rings that a quake can't shake
Or she can
You a let's fuck
Keep a for a week
Fuck a for a month
Gotta hot damn and a great rapper flow
Gotta actual factual international glow
Tools for ya trying to fix some ish
Got more gifted than a Christmas list
Got dibs on many things, so I east west
list who's best so I stress why guess
Gotta lotta hot real on the set
Got ass in first class bust some on the jet
Got an album, we wildin', so we ride rest
Got kids, a gang of niggaz I call a Tribe Called

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

Sonny
I got goons in the with cases
head hoodies and they rocks grew faces

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

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

2 -

I gotta way of findin' niggaz, so these assholes
Gotta brigade sun to shade so my brass shows
Got Jimmy more for that'll smash your bride
will lodge your ass or lose a whole half side
Gotta...shit on fools, so I crap for a hobby
Make you O'neil (kneel) for real stack my (Shaq) with the shotties
Got vultures freaks for me, they can slobby the
You ain't get the truck and meet and greet in the lobby
Got classics, whole doe from the past yo
A hot gun on the run, your basement to crash hoe
Recession, still rappin' but I'm jackin' for cash
Wanna waste then go outside and watch some grass grow
Got spears for your fears, but I ain't
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

Black
I got goons in the hood cases
Cone head hoodies and they rocks grew

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

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

3 -

I gotta ditch the bitch call the gravel
Stitch the tell her to sails or wail on the tattle tale
Tuck tail when the battle fails
Keep a bitch with a tail
There's beef when the yells
I'm the like into John Lennon
venom, my women and my denim are gremlin
Gotta family of fugitives
shoot my way from a felony know what the future is
That's the moral of the horror for ya
Like southside of Tora Bora
score da border
Gotta gracious
semi auto
Sweep timbs and torso
Gotta bitch with the though
Got it and braided, if not then keep the horse fro
Don't fuss, take bitch back
Imma show if you walk tough you gonna limp back.

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

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

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

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