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 the jump brotha
judge me 'cause of this baby...Let me know!

[Forte' 1st
El Capitan name John
on
You only do shows with new kicks on
Toe toes my brother
Pass the Poupon
Hoe cronies I don't know the fuck y'all on
So long, a gone
Learn it in
I want a sista man, my beat Jamaicans on flows
Laugh now, you The Score
Before I The Carnival
stop
You knew me the solo record dropped
What?! I'm into on
slow, inter - national
Since I fork the dough
Called my first girl a hoe, 'cause I her
Now I know better, to let it flow, I never met her
And let the show tour broads to fuck a man, in the spotlight
That's why I the upperhand
Damn! You the half
is straight, 'til I turn it
Who fresh? You gonna it? Only if you know it!

[Jeni Fujita 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, it! (You got The Right 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 it, we got it, decide it! (You got The Right One, baby!)
You got The One, baby!

- 2nd Verse]
Well it nothing but a word
The I heard, could make a crew want to shoot up every party and slide
Like I'm supposed to show you to try to get inside
Club promoters with their little guest lists
Sleek, I'm deep
All brothers in fact, now the line start me, and it ends in the back
You don't love me, I know you like the record!!! touch me!!!
Niggas wack, like crack, in the dutchee
So why try me?
Swift, I do be
You get touched more frisked by club security
Lovely, what it look
My sons run
Every I touch a mic you want to, "Throw Guns Up!"
Hard to
Here to the next man's dollar
Crimes, collar
Underground, Kabala
You the effort, all you do is make a record
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)
running up saying, "Pras, put me on!"
Hear my
Sing
it on

And Dirty Cash, 'til November be gone!
it!

[Forte' & - Singing]
Ain't no moonshine last long!

Around Mr.
I hater you
do like stone
On the don
You embarrass me, more than chaperones at the
You in the stall, is a ball, be gone!
You ain't never knew the truth, so get me wrong!
You know how we do, it, then I spit it, and lock it!
El Capitan, you it? I got it!

[Jeni