Luyện nghe bài hát Right One-

[Forte'
If you want it you get it partner!
What you think it look Nutzbaby...

My like I ain't tell you from the jump
Don't judge me 'cause of baby...Let me know!

1st Verse]
El first name John
on
You foes do shows with new kicks on
Toe with my brother
Pass the Poupon
Hoe cronies I don't know what the fuck on
So long, a brother
Learn it in
I want a sista man, my beat Jamaicans rock on
Laugh now, you The Score
Before I killed The
Don't
You knew me before the record dropped
What?! I'm into on
Movin' slow, inter -
I fork through the dough
Called my first girl a hoe, 'cause I her
Now I better, to let it flow, like I never met her
And let the show tour broads quick to a man, in the spotlight
That's why I the upperhand
Damn! You the half
is straight, 'til I turn it
Who fresh? You blow it? Only if you know it!

[Jeni Singing Chorus (Forte' in parentheses)]
If you it, we got it! (You got The Right One, baby!)
You got The One, baby!

If you want it, we got it, decide it! (You got The One, baby!)
You got The One, baby!

If you it, we got it! (You got The Right One, baby!)
You got The One, baby!

If you want it, we got it, decide it! (You got The One, baby!)
You got The One, baby!

- 2nd Verse]
Well it ain't nothing but a
The noise I heard, could make a crew want to shoot up party and slide
Like I'm to show you love to try to get inside
Club promoters 'fessin' their little guest lists
Sleek, I'm twenty
All brothers in fact, now the start with me, and it ends in the back
You don't love me, I you like the record!!! Don't touch me!!!
Niggas stay wack, like crack, in the
So why try me?
Swift, I do be
You get touched more than by club security
Lovely, what it like?
My sons run
Every time I touch a mic you to, "Throw Guns Up!"
Hard to
Here to swipe the next dollar
Crimes, white
Underground, Kabala
You know the effort, all you do is make a
You silly, like Milli's, we the milliseconds! What?!

Cash, baby!

"Pras"]
Check it, it!
I got The One
the one
Allstars, bang (Japanese for number one Rap Song)
Niggas up saying, "Pras, put me on!"
Hear my
Sing
it on

And Dirty Cash, November we'll be gone!
it!

[Forte' & - Singing]
no moonshine last that long!

Around Mr.
I hater you
do like stone
On the don
You embarrass me, than chaperones at the prom
You in the stall, is a ball, be gone!
You ain't knew the truth, so don't get me wrong!
You know how we do, spot it, I spit it, and lock it!
El Capitan, you it? I got it!

[Jeni