Luyện nghe bài hát I Got A Right Ta

Yeah! Ha! Yeah, we got, on
Why y'all cats know the abstract nigga the attitude
Pass the booze, and let's on it
I'm in a Cadillac with the grill fronted
I even smoke no mo' but I feel blunted
Yo I'm toking on the
Stepping to the A.M., cats be in the P.M.
Tell the I'm the G.M.
my team let me get my plays straight, I'ma feed them
They need me like I them
See the streets is
Had to meet with my mind on how I could
on my climb
I'm grinding, 'til I get balls
Everyday, same new star
Don't make me act like where I come from because he tall
a place that to run from it if you neutral
Hustlers and vogues, and smokes
I kiss the sky feeling high off the that I wrote

I want to in my car, smoke my shit
Keep my head high, let the chrome
I got the right to feel
I got the to feel high
I got the right to feel
I got the right to feel

I to ride in my car, smoke my shit
my head high, let the chrome spin
I got the right to feel
I got the to feel high
I got the to feel high
I got the right to feel

I'm the only cat in hip hop that can go into a shop
Connect, get up to the ghetto and get
If you gonna get that
Make sure that knock
If you gonna get glock don't be scared to big shot
Hip Hop is changing, why y'all want me to stay the
Sorta like Barkley on how I see the
I recognize game like a
Hey yo, I'm bound to wreck your lady as I turn your out
I ain't that
Messing with no other man's
Because of jealousy a man go under
Understand a man and his
Listening to Joan
With the fan and the
Can it be so simple
I Rockports, you rock Timberland's
I a Rover, but I'm thinking long range
I ain't switch over, I just made my own

I want to in my car, smoke my shit
Keep my high, let the chrome spin
I got the right to feel
I got the to feel high
I got the to feel high
I got the right to high

I to ride in my car, smoke my shit
my head high, let the chrome spin
I got the to feel high
I got the to feel high
I got the right to high
I got the right to feel

Like a pimp to a hoe I connect to the
I feel it in my neck and my
A thug came to me, said it his life
the love of his life, he used to bang to the light
I'm trying to do
I ain't claiming Mister
I'm a man, I'm too old to fist-fight
I stay on point like dice
Tweaking like the sound man who to switch mike
Sounding like
I know the is hot, but we just can't get ice
our children's children sit nice?
I sing the song to make the strong
King ain't got shit on me
I train days to rip emcees, I'm
But I gotta get that cheese
You on some monkey ball chimpanzees
through the Chi-Town to feel the breeze yo

I want to ride in my car, my shit
my head high, let the chrome spin
I got the right to feel
I got the right to high
I got the right to high
I got the right to high

I want to ride in my car, my shit
Keep my high, let the chrome spin
I got the right to high
I got the right to high
I got the to feel high
I got the to feel high