Kendrick Lamar - Westside Right On Time Feat Young Jeezy скачать mp3

[Intro: The Sylvers & Kendrick Lamar] Pillars of joy Can be far out Through the thought of you I'll be troubled and bustled and scorned for your love Canei Fitch on the beat Turn the headphones up, Ali Here we go! [Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar] I woke up this morning with my dick on hard Didn't know why 'til I said fuck all y'all Or fuck this world, or I'mma fuck that girl Good Kid, m.A.A.d city watch my day unfurl I put my life in these sentences Fucking right it's either that or life sentences I'm relatives with Benjamin I used to give a fuck about my luck when I was innocent Now what the fuck is up I'm at your neck like a pendleton Nigga I need that bitch I need that 24 acres & a mule best believe that They say he got smoked like where the weed at And everything you hope bitch nigga we that Pockets on Kelly Price back when it was '95 Buy a strap and then we cock it back when it's uncircumcised Write a rap on how we just react when shotty hit the spine Give you dap and then we slide through your hood 3 dozen times So what's good I'm looking for a pedicure Pink pussy that pop, preferably the kind that don't stink Uhh, Bomb ass head uhh 'til she can't blink And her eyes get watery you gotta pardon me [Hook: Kendrick Lamar] I'm so damn turnt, wheelin' in a two door with two hoes that follow me And you know Westside, right on time, tell 'em hoes kudos Eastside, right on time, they don't fuck with you though When my hood, getting to the money, the pedal never broke Came a long way from the ghetto dawg but Westside, right on time, only thing fosho Eastside, right on time, gunnin' through your door uhh [Verse 2: Young Jeezy] I woke up this morning like fuck the world Been hustlin' since I was 12, man I've been through hell Now these motherfuckers is tryna' tell me I don't care Trying to tell y'all muthafuckas look y'all wasn't there Turn posted up on the block, waiting for mail For my niggas posted up in the county, praying for bail Could have cost your boy everything, man it wasn't cheap Coming for a nigga just don't sleep, shit for the weak Got on my Malcolm X frames, now I count the check mane Cuz every time I speak you hear my Malcolm X pain Now them doors go up on that Lamb, they like judo Don't you like your bitches with an ass, I like you ho First them bitches see me, I'm gone, I'm like pluto Plus I keep them choppers that sing, they Mars Bruno Brown bag full of cash baby, MCM When they ask me my name I tell 'em MC him, straight up [Hook] [Bridge: Kendrick Lamar] All praise go to the most high All fades turn into a drive-by Part ways from the streets, after fucking with police guaranteed Last nigga that did that died -- don't you, don't you, don't you Wanna live where the AK, go for only 8k Minus 6 racks, minus one on top of that Melee, stomp him out then drug him out like a date rape Daytonas bending every corner while they say [Hook] [Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar] All I ever wanted was a dollar bill and hundreds And my teacher as my woman, when she smiled I stick my tongue in Plus some cartoons and some cereal, Snoop Doggy on my stereo Some British Knights or LA Gears with glowing lights or Perry Ellis jacket I would love a swapmeet full of Chevrolets in candy paint That's wet with Tammy on the bumper, can I hump her? Poppa tell me yes A DPGC concert and a DJ Quik song on cassette Twenty years later, "Hi hater, I'm the fucking best"