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 for your love
Fitch on the beat
Turn the up, Ali
we go!

[Verse 1: Kendrick
I up this morning with my dick on hard
Didn't know why 'til I said all y'all
Or fuck this world, or I'mma fuck that
Good Kid, m.A.A.d city my day unfurl
I put my in these sentences
Fucking right it's either or life sentences
I'm with 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 I need that
24 acres & a mule best 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 react when hit the spine
Give you dap and then we slide through your 3 dozen times
So what's good I'm 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 you gotta pardon me

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

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

[Bridge: Lamar]
All praise go to the most
All fades turn into a
Part from the streets, after fucking with police guaranteed
Last that did that died -- don't you, don't you, don't 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 a date rape
Daytonas bending every corner they say

[Verse 3: Lamar]
All I ever was a dollar 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 Tammy on the bumper, can I hump her? Poppa tell me yes
A DPGC concert and a DJ Quik on cassette
Twenty later, "Hi hater, I'm the fucking best"