Luyện nghe bài hát I Got A Right Ta

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

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

I'm the only cat in hip hop that can go a thrift shop
Connect, get up to the and get props
If you gonna get kick-a-box
sure that bitch knock
If you get that glock don't be scared to big shot
Hip Hop is changing, why y'all me to stay the same?
Sorta like Barkley on how I see the
I recognize like a scout
Hey yo, I'm bound to your lady as I turn your lady out
I ain't about
with no other man's women
Because of then a man go under
a man and his mental
Listening to Joan
With the fan and the
Can it be so simple
I rock Rockports, you rock
I want a Rover, but I'm long range
I ain't over, I just made my own lane

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

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

a pimp to a hoe I connect to the track
I it in my neck and my back
A thug came to me, said it changed his
Said the love of his life, he to bang to the light
I'm to do better
I ain't claiming Mister
I'm a man, I'm too old to fist-fight
I on point like trick dice
Tweaking the sound man who need to switch mike
Sounding like
I know the block is hot, but we 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 days to rip emcees, I'm peaking
But I still get that cheese
You on some monkey ball chimpanzees
Mobbing through the Chi-Town to the breeze yo

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

I want to in my car, smoke 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 to feel high