Luyện nghe bài hát Westside, Right On Time

[Intro: The & Kendrick Lamar]
of joy
Can be far out
Through the of you
I'll be troubled and bustled and scorned for your
Canei Fitch on the
Turn the up, Ali
we go!

[Verse 1: Lamar]
I up this morning with my dick on hard
Didn't know why 'til I said all y'all
Or fuck this world, or fuck that girl
Good Kid, m.A.A.d city my day unfurl
I put my life in these
Fucking right it's either or life sentences
I'm relatives with
I to give a fuck about my luck when I was innocent
Now what the fuck is up I'm at neck like a pendleton
Nigga I need that bitch I that
24 acres & a mule best believe
They say he got smoked like the weed at
And everything you hope nigga we that
Pockets on Price back when it was '95
Buy a strap and then we cock it back it's uncircumcised
a rap on how we just react when shotty hit the spine
Give you dap and then we through your hood 3 dozen times
So what's good I'm looking for a
Pink pussy that pop, preferably the kind that don't
Uhh, Bomb ass head uhh she can't blink
And her get watery you gotta pardon me

[Hook: Lamar]
I'm so damn turnt, wheelin' in a two door with two hoes follow me
And you know Westside, on time, tell 'em hoes kudos
Eastside, right on time, they don't with you though
When my hood, getting to the money, the never broke
Came a long way the ghetto dawg but
Westside, right on time, only thing
Eastside, right on time, gunnin' through door uhh

2: Young Jeezy]
I woke up this morning like the world
Been hustlin' since I was 12, man been through hell
Now these motherfuckers is tryna' me I don't care
Trying to tell y'all muthafuckas y'all wasn't there
posted up on the block, waiting for mail
For my posted up in the county, praying for bail
Could have cost your boy everything, man it wasn't
Coming for a nigga just don't sleep, shit for the
Got on my Malcolm X frames, now I count the mane
Cuz every I speak you hear my Malcolm X pain
Now doors go up on that Lamb, they like judo
Don't you like your with an ass, I like you ho
First bitches see me, I'm gone, I'm like pluto
Plus I keep them that sing, they Mars Bruno
Brown bag of cash baby, MCM
When they ask me my name I 'em MC him, straight up

[Bridge: Kendrick
All praise go to the high
All fades turn a drive-by
Part ways from the streets, after fucking with guaranteed
Last nigga that did died -- don't you, don't you, don't you
Wanna live the AK, go for only 8k
Minus 6 racks, one on top of that
Melee, stomp him out then drug him out like a rape
Daytonas bending every corner while say

[Verse 3: Lamar]
All I ever was a dollar bill and hundreds
And my teacher as my woman, when she smiled I my tongue in
Plus some cartoons and some cereal, Snoop on my stereo
Some British Knights or LA Gears with lights or Perry Ellis jacket
I would love a swapmeet full of Chevrolets in paint
That's wet with Tammy on the bumper, can I hump Poppa tell me yes
A DPGC concert and a DJ Quik song on
Twenty later, "Hi hater, I'm the fucking best"