Luyện nghe bài hát Westside, Right On Time

[Intro: The Sylvers & Kendrick
of joy
Can be far out
Through the of you
be troubled and bustled and scorned for your love
Canei on the beat
the headphones up, Ali
we go!

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

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

2: Young Jeezy]
I woke up this morning like the world
Been since I was 12, man I've been through hell
Now these motherfuckers is tryna' tell me I care
Trying to tell y'all muthafuckas look y'all wasn't
Turn posted up on the block, for mail
For my niggas up in the county, praying for bail
Could cost your boy everything, man it wasn't cheap
for a nigga just don't sleep, shit for the weak
Got on my Malcolm X frames, now I the check mane
Cuz every I speak you hear my Malcolm X pain
Now them doors go up on that Lamb, 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 choppers that sing, they Mars
Brown bag full of baby, MCM
When they ask me my name I tell 'em MC him, up

[Bridge: Lamar]
All praise go to the high
All fades turn into a
Part ways from the streets, after fucking with police
Last nigga that did that died -- don't you, don't you, you
Wanna live where the AK, go for 8k
Minus 6 racks, minus one on top of
Melee, stomp him out then drug him out like a date
Daytonas bending corner while they say

[Verse 3: Kendrick
All I ever wanted was a bill and hundreds
And my teacher as my woman, when she I stick my tongue in
Plus some and some cereal, Snoop Doggy on my stereo
Some British Knights or LA Gears with glowing or Perry Ellis jacket
I would love a swapmeet full of in candy paint
That's wet with Tammy on the bumper, can I hump her? Poppa me yes
A DPGC and a DJ Quik song on cassette
Twenty years later, "Hi hater, I'm the best"