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 and scorned for your love
Canei Fitch on the
the headphones up, Ali
we go!

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

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

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

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

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