Luyện nghe bài hát Westside, Right On Time

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

[Verse 1: Kendrick
I woke up this morning my dick 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 city my day unfurl
I put my in these sentences
Fucking right it's either that or sentences
I'm relatives Benjamin
I used to give a fuck 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 best believe
They say he got smoked like where the at
And everything you hope nigga we that
Pockets on Kelly Price back it was '95
Buy a strap and then we cock it back it's uncircumcised
Write a rap on how we react when shotty hit the spine
Give you dap and we slide through your hood 3 dozen times
So what's good I'm for a pedicure
Pink pussy that pop, preferably the kind that don't
Uhh, ass head uhh 'til she can't blink
And her eyes get you gotta 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, tell 'em hoes
Eastside, right on time, they don't fuck with you
When my hood, to the money, the pedal never broke
a long way from the ghetto dawg but
Westside, right on time, only fosho
Eastside, right on time, gunnin' your door uhh

2: Young Jeezy]
I up this morning like fuck the world
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 there
Turn up on the block, waiting for mail
For my niggas up in the county, praying for bail
Could have cost your boy everything, man it cheap
Coming for a nigga just sleep, shit for the weak
Got on my Malcolm X frames, now I 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 bitches with an ass, I like you ho
First them bitches see me, I'm gone, I'm like
Plus I keep choppers that sing, they Mars Bruno
Brown bag of cash baby, MCM
When ask me my name I tell 'em MC him, straight up

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

[Verse 3: Lamar]
All I wanted was a dollar bill and hundreds
And my teacher as my woman, when she smiled I my tongue in
Plus some cartoons and some cereal, Snoop on my stereo
Some British Knights or LA with glowing lights or Perry Ellis jacket
I would love a swapmeet of Chevrolets in candy paint
wet with Tammy 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"