Luyện nghe bài hát Westside, Right On Time

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

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

[Hook: Kendrick
I'm so damn turnt, in a two door with two hoes that follow me
And you know Westside, right on time, 'em hoes kudos
Eastside, right on time, they don't fuck you though
When my hood, getting to the money, the pedal broke
Came a long way from the dawg but
Westside, right on time, only fosho
Eastside, right on time, gunnin' through door uhh

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

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

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