Luyện nghe bài hát Lotto

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

[Chorus: Gunn]
Ayo, kill or be killed, you know the
Paul, you know the goggles
Flowers on the
Don't me catch a hommo
Fire out the
Shot eight niggas, I hit the
Shot niggas, I hit the lotto

[Verse 1: Westside
Ayo, hangin' out the S
With the tight [?], ain't fuck with West
I used to dump all my crack, plus I had the
Dope money, I was obsessed, you can't
Make a million off the front steps, you know the
For my niggas didn't tell when the feds
Took the top off the Corvette and Jesus
You never 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 revvin'
beyond measures
I seen my drop tears on that late night, stressin'
the key, line 7
In all my jewels, up in flexin'
all my Ts, I had to go to court
24 a key, make a snort
Get your shit off for a short
Get you stabbed to yard for a pack of Newports
Like Too $hort, face draped, Louis
I don't give a who you are

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

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

[Chorus: Gunn]
Kill or be killed, you know the
Jean Paul, you the goggles
Flowers on the
make me catch a hommo
Fire out the
Shot niggas, I hit the lotto
eight niggas, I hit the lotto