Luyện nghe bài hát Time For a Change

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Dizzy Wright
I had to my mothafuckin swag on

(Verse 1)
East side Vegas I'm at ho,
Took a long but we comin' through the back door.
21 young doing anything I want, turned a rap to a tat show.
That better believe that we gas flows, likable assholes
Man I'm wilin' in this bitch, I'm stylin' need a couple 100
I see no haters smiling when I bring funk volume in this bitch
(Hold up)
Vegas on the map, it on the map, when you think of west coast think of Dizzy wright nigga
Put my whole life in this rap shit, here 'em talk shit that's the reason I don't like
I was putting in my work, down to earth, sound surfaced to the sound (?)
the sound now I'm traveling around earth,
Smoked a whole pound to show 'em what the town worth
(Like)

(Chorus)x2
up in the game, you a lame, I can tell you signed up for the fame(for the fame)
Now you might have a name, it's a shame cause we can see everything that you ain't(who you ain't)
I think time for a change so they left it to a nigga like me
So it's only wright that I give it to 'em real shit I'm tryna make you think so it's easier to (so I tell em like)

(Verse 2)
If it's hot then it's probably this, where the party is
I'm so out of the loop, I talk shit I walk in the booth, and hit a hater with a hockey stick
I got a problem with the hoes, low key hoes of being hoes,
Hide behind Prada that's what bothers me the most.
Say she ain't easy, money make her come so she try to see me and I don't be acknowledging the
Poppin' up for shows, gettin' dough, signed a couple autographs and hit the nigga what(nigga what)
You be on that shit, hit the club, hump a bitch, take a bitch home and you can't get it up (get it up)
Young nigga, I'm one nigga, I don't like ass bitches that want niggas
Me I'm on some shit as hot as the sun nigga, figures is gettin me through to the dumb niggas (like)

(Chorus)x2

(Verse 3)
Tatted, they don't wanna hear my voice,
No choice I'm the hottest doing it
Only being confident cause I politic my progress
Do it big I don't give a fuck who it is. 1990 hooligan, finna shoot
I'ma get it in they do me in
I told my niggas I want the whole bank, put the gas in the tank
And tell all the homies it in
Bitch we headed to the top ho, top floor we lock doors, lowkey cuz the cops close
We down, we got smoke, with the drama, do a show then we outro(letem know)
Told Vegas I was down for it, sessions didn't lounge on it,
Heard em hating but I'm too busy to be for it
Now I'm certain that these niggas certain, cause me I am perfect with all of my verses
I tell em