Luyện nghe bài hát Lotto

[Intro: Westside
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Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom
Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom

[Chorus: Westside
Ayo, kill or be killed, you know the
Jean Paul, you know the
on the bottles
Don't make me catch a
Fire out the
Shot eight niggas, I hit the
Shot eight niggas, I hit the

[Verse 1: Gunn]
Ayo, out the Tesla S
With the tight [?], ain't nobody with West
I to dump all my crack, plus I had the best
Dope money, I was obsessed, you connect
Make a million off the front steps, you know the
For my niggas tell when the feds swept
Took the top off the and Jesus wept
You ain't seen these Fear of God sweats, don't hold your breath
Uh, fiends say I got the ever
He lit a [?] in front of [?], had the G-Wag
Pyrexes beyond
I seen my celly tears on that late night, stressin'
Push the key, 7
In all my jewels, up in flexin'
all my Ts, I had to go to court
24 a key, a nigga snort
Get your shit shot off for a
Get you stabbed to yard for a pack of Newports
Like Too $hort, face draped, scarf
I don't give a who you are

[Chorus: Westside
Kill or be killed, you the motto
Jean Paul, you know the
on the bottles
Don't make me catch a
Fire out the
Shot niggas, I hit the lotto
eight niggas, I hit the lotto

[Verse 2:
Yo, look, uh
Saran rap the money, she fuck me 'cause I'm
Her brother for us, her pops told her I was dangerous
Fuck my bitch in the hills, nigga, and I talkin' fashion
I'm talkin' a mansion and a crib in Calabasas
Whippin' work 'til it melt, got me the shirt the belt
respect it when the bosses put the work in theyself, look
I'm from a different era, I ain't used to all this fakin'
They gon' front page us if they catch us in this bus
Free my nigga Dowy G, all he got is gun cases
Word is in Clinton, he shot six niggas one razor
Yeah, y'all got jewels on, but you be scared to come places
I be in the slums, starin' back, like, Come it
My plug got and all I had left was one payment
But he kept it G, 'cause I ain't seen my in one statement
Came to runnin' grams, I was one in fam, shit
By the time we parted ways, he made a couple grand
I'm a real nigga, I been Gucci, got dressed, I'm in
shit is everyday, we lit, like YFN Lucci
Every rap, you got about 20 and 10 Uzis
why you ain't been shoot me? Man, you niggas been groupies
go

[Chorus: Gunn]
or be killed, you know the motto
Jean Paul, you know the
on the bottles
Don't make me a hommo
out the nozzle
Shot niggas, I hit the lotto
Shot niggas, I hit the lotto