Luyện nghe bài hát Lotta Respect

[Hook - Badazz & (Quavo)]
Got a whole lotta lotta, got a whole lotta respect
Got a lot
Got a whole lotta, got a whole lotta lotta respect
Got a lot
(Got the respect, got the
We got the respect, we got the
We got the respect, we got the
and Boosie, we got the respect)
Got a lotta, got a lotta, got a lotta, got a lotta respect, got a lot
Got a lotta, got a lotta, got a lotta, got a respect, got a whole lot
(Got the respect, got the
We got the respect, we got the
We got the respect, we got the
and Migos, we got the respect)

[Verse 1 -
Respect me like Aretha
Respect the fact that I got Benjamin
Living out the bando, trap out the
Offset, I got a lot of patients
When I got out of I wasn't a free agent
You can hate that I'm rich, I it
Thanking my mama, what you created
I'm in the PJ, headed to
Margielas, safari, a gator
You sweet like candy, rob you now or
Domingo, he annihilate you
Don't press my buttons, I violate you
head Lamborghini, cancer patients
Diamonds shining, you
Looking at hundreds, my motivation
Used to chickens in the bando basement
Ain't talking money, ain't no conversation
the Pyrex and we whipping Caucasian
Tray 1 got the like we in the Navy
They respect me, they know I can still a baby

[Verse 2 - Boosie
Got a whole lotta, got a whole
Coroner, call the doctor
Ride all night, we gone solve the
I, I, I got respect, fuck them checks, mister finesse
Know I'm grinding in my
Ain't nothing but a real ass nigga, street nigga from the
Have respect, on the set selling
Bust a nigga's fakes up with the four
[?] guns like soldiers do, new favorite [?] standing you
We just do what we to do
Use it every time we pull it, big chains on, I'm a mouth bullet
30 in the clip, man the [?] full of it
In the dirt, my gon put ya
Last nigga tried but he
Dog ho who give me pussy
Outlaw, I know another way to put it
Got nigga!

[Verse 3 -
Pull up with choppers for respect
I pull up in your hood I got respect
AK 47 kill [?], don't s'posed to know bout that
Plug off the anthrax
My young niggas trap out of packs
You got to respect I took your ho
Took her to the top then I hit from the back
Migos and Boosie pull up, 'Raris up
Damn, they having a heart
Young nigga, yeah we count millions
Pass a hundred dollars to the
You got to respect how we
Go the out nigga, no feelings
Till a might get out of business
Then a nigga handling business
Baow, Kraow, no
I'm in the lab, the chemist
On the I was Quavo the menace
Came pennies, now I'm having them riches
You me?

[Verse 4 -
They a young nigga cause I can paint a perfect picture, no Mona Lisa
Go the country, don't need a Visa
I'm smoking on OG, you smoking
So many diamonds on my neck a nigga the measles
The critics write and say that Migos than the Beatles
Take a trip to put the [?] in Costa Rica
Snow in the lab, been geeking, I got jungle fever
I hit the pot, no Billie Jean, but I got to it
Rap shit, Floyd Money Mayweather, we
Chopper [?], nigga, jeepers creepers
In the kitchen whipping the chicken, I'm selling tenders
Burglar bar doors trapping out the
30 round hanging from my pistol
Once that hit you it'll rip your tissue
You an internet gangster, shots subliminal
I'm in the with the criminals
So narcotics, nigga need tentacles
up in the morning, say my blessing
Put my chain on, my diamonds screaming Peekaboo