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 Fitch on the
Turn the up, Ali
we go!

[Verse 1: Lamar]
I woke up morning with my dick on hard
Didn't know why 'til I 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 life in these
Fucking it's either that or life sentences
I'm relatives with
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 bitch I need that
24 acres & a mule best that
They say he got smoked like where the at
And you hope bitch nigga we that
Pockets on Kelly back when it was '95
Buy a strap and then we it back when it's uncircumcised
Write a rap on how we just react when hit the spine
Give you dap and then we 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 head uhh 'til she can't
And her get watery you gotta pardon me

Kendrick Lamar]
I'm so damn turnt, wheelin' in a two door with two hoes follow me
And you know Westside, right on time, tell 'em kudos
Eastside, right on time, don't fuck with you though
my hood, getting to the money, the pedal never broke
Came a way from the ghetto dawg but
Westside, right on time, only fosho
Eastside, right on time, through your door uhh

[Verse 2: Jeezy]
I woke up this like fuck the world
Been hustlin' since I was 12, man I've been hell
Now motherfuckers is tryna' tell me I don't care
Trying to tell y'all muthafuckas look y'all wasn't
Turn posted up on the block, for mail
For my niggas up in the county, praying for bail
have cost your boy everything, man it wasn't cheap
Coming for a nigga just don't sleep, shit for the
Got on my Malcolm X frames, now I the check mane
Cuz every time I speak you my Malcolm X pain
Now them doors go up on that Lamb, like judo
Don't you like your bitches 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 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 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 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 every corner while they say

[Verse 3: Kendrick
All I ever wanted was a dollar and hundreds
And my teacher as my woman, when she I stick 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 full of Chevrolets in 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"