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
Fitch on the beat
Turn the up, Ali
we go!

[Verse 1: Lamar]
I woke up this morning with my dick on
Didn't know why I said fuck all y'all
Or fuck this world, or I'mma fuck that
Good Kid, m.A.A.d watch my day unfurl
I put my in these sentences
Fucking right it's either or life sentences
I'm relatives Benjamin
I to give a fuck about my luck when 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 believe that
They say he got like where the weed at
And everything you hope bitch we that
Pockets on Kelly Price back it was '95
Buy a strap and then we cock it when it's uncircumcised
Write a rap on how we just when shotty hit the spine
you dap and then we slide through 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 uhh 'til she can't blink
And her eyes get watery you pardon me

[Hook: Kendrick
I'm so damn turnt, wheelin' in a two 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 the ghetto dawg but
Westside, on time, only thing fosho
Eastside, right on time, gunnin' through your uhh

[Verse 2: Jeezy]
I woke up this morning like fuck the
Been hustlin' since I was 12, man I've through hell
Now these motherfuckers is tryna' tell me I don't
Trying to tell y'all muthafuckas look y'all wasn't
Turn up on the block, waiting for mail
For my posted up in the county, praying for bail
Could have 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 time I speak you hear my X pain
Now them doors go up on that Lamb, they judo
you like your bitches with an ass, I like you ho
First them bitches see me, I'm gone, I'm pluto
Plus I keep them choppers that sing, they Mars
Brown bag full of baby, MCM
When they ask me my name I 'em MC him, straight up

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

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