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 the motto
Jean Paul, you know the
on the bottles
Don't make me a hommo
out the nozzle
Shot eight niggas, I hit the
Shot eight niggas, I hit the

[Verse 1: Westside
Ayo, out the Tesla S
With the tight [?], ain't fuck with West
I used to dump all my crack, plus I had the
money, I was obsessed, you can't connect
Make a off the front steps, you know the rest
For my didn't tell when the feds swept
Took the top off the Corvette and wept
You ain't never these Fear of God sweats, don't hold your breath
Uh, fiends say I got the best
He lit a [?] in front of [?], had the G-Wag
beyond measures
I seen my celly drop tears on late night, stressin'
the key, line 7
In all my jewels, up in flexin'
Crossin' all my Ts, I had to go to
24 a key, a nigga snort
Get shit shot off for a short
Get you stabbed goin' to yard for a of Newports
Like Too $hort, draped, Louis scarf
I don't give a who you are

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

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

[Chorus: Gunn]
Kill or be killed, you the motto
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