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

[Verse 1: Kendrick
I woke up this morning my dick on hard
Didn't why 'til 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
right it's either that or life sentences
I'm relatives with
I used to give a about my luck when I was innocent
Now what the fuck is up I'm at your neck a pendleton
Nigga I that bitch I need that
24 acres & a mule best that
They say he got smoked where the weed at
And everything you bitch nigga we that
Pockets on Price back when it was '95
Buy a strap and then we cock it back it's uncircumcised
Write a rap on how we just when shotty hit the spine
Give you dap and then we slide through hood 3 dozen times
So what's I'm looking for a pedicure
Pink pussy that pop, preferably the kind that don't
Uhh, Bomb ass uhh 'til she can't blink
And her eyes get you gotta pardon me

[Hook: Kendrick
I'm so turnt, wheelin' in a two door with two hoes that follow me
And you Westside, right on time, tell 'em hoes kudos
Eastside, right on time, don't fuck with you though
When my hood, getting to the money, the never broke
Came a long way from the ghetto but
Westside, right on time, only fosho
Eastside, right on time, gunnin' through door uhh

[Verse 2: Young
I woke up morning 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 y'all muthafuckas look y'all wasn't there
Turn up on the block, waiting for mail
For my niggas posted up in the county, for bail
have cost your boy everything, man it wasn't cheap
Coming for a nigga don't sleep, shit for the weak
Got on my Malcolm X frames, now I count the check
Cuz every time I speak you hear my Malcolm X
Now them go up on that Lamb, they like judo
Don't you like bitches with 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 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 into a drive-by
Part ways from the streets, after fucking with police
Last nigga did that died -- don't you, don't you, don't you
Wanna live the AK, go for only 8k
Minus 6 racks, minus one on top of
Melee, stomp him out then drug him out like a date
Daytonas bending every corner they say

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