Luyện nghe bài hát Westside, Right On Time

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

[Verse 1: Kendrick
I up this morning with my dick on hard
Didn't why 'til I said fuck all y'all
Or this world, or I'mma fuck that girl
Kid, m.A.A.d city watch my day unfurl
I put my in these sentences
Fucking right it's that or life sentences
I'm relatives with
I used to give a fuck about my luck I was innocent
Now what the fuck is up I'm at neck like a pendleton
I need 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 Kelly Price back it was '95
Buy a strap and then we cock it back when uncircumcised
Write a rap on how we just react shotty hit the spine
Give you dap and then we through your 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 head uhh she can't blink
And her get watery you gotta pardon me

[Hook: Kendrick
I'm so damn turnt, in a two door with two hoes that follow 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 never
Came a long way the ghetto dawg but
Westside, right on time, thing fosho
Eastside, right on time, gunnin' your door uhh

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

[Bridge: Lamar]
All go to the most high
All fades into a drive-by
Part ways from the streets, fucking with police guaranteed
Last nigga that did that died -- don't you, don't you, 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 like a date
Daytonas bending corner while they say

[Verse 3: Lamar]
All I ever wanted was a dollar bill and
And my as my woman, when she smiled I stick my tongue in
Plus some cartoons and some cereal, Doggy on my stereo
Some British Knights or LA Gears with glowing lights or Perry jacket
I love a swapmeet full 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 on cassette
Twenty years later, "Hi hater, I'm the best"