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

[Verse 1: Kendrick
I woke up this morning with my on hard
Didn't know why 'til I fuck all y'all
Or fuck this world, or I'mma that girl
Good Kid, m.A.A.d watch my day unfurl
I put my life in these
Fucking right it's either that or life
I'm with Benjamin
I used to give a fuck about my when I was innocent
Now what the is up I'm at your neck like a pendleton
Nigga I 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 back when it was '95
Buy a strap and we cock it back when it's uncircumcised
Write a rap on how we just react when hit the spine
Give you dap and we slide through your hood 3 dozen times
So what's good I'm looking for a
Pink pussy pop, preferably the kind that don't stink
Uhh, Bomb ass head uhh she can't blink
And her eyes get watery you gotta me

[Hook: Kendrick
I'm so damn turnt, wheelin' in a two door with two hoes that me
And you know Westside, right on time, tell 'em hoes
Eastside, right on time, they fuck with you though
When my hood, getting to the money, the pedal broke
Came a long way from the ghetto but
Westside, right on time, only thing
Eastside, right on time, gunnin' through your uhh

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

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

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