Luyện nghe bài hát My Turn

Uhh, it's my turn, what I mean?
Get this motherfuckin' y'know, shit
Yeah, I double, y'know?
goin triple, five, ten platinum
Can't do I do
This is my game, this is me,

Yo, it's my turn, I demand my
Give me my or get slammed in your neck
'Cause it's my turn I'ma to the top
Gimme my burn, speak with the glock
'Cause it's my turn, don't me turn your wig
Gimme my burn, don't me burn yo' crib
I'ma rhyme it and keep the ghetto in a trance
But when the time is right, me and the gonna dance

Fuck you and yours, make way, I'm comin' through the
And screw the law, breakin' the rules ain't new at all
I'm true to all the shit that I done, the clip in my gun
Respect the click I'm from or get lifted and stunned
Dunn, you just a small fry, fuckin' the fall guy
Big Pun, The Honorable, all
Sky's the limit, nuttin' less if my is in it
For the right price, even Christ get it

Fast life we live it, all my memories are
I remember only
That's how I get rid of all the enemies
The spirits that definitely mimic my melody
And lyric so heavenly rhythmic
In magic do I build but do be equally compatible
And secretively you to reach my peak in equilateral
I'm from the streets deep in the yo ain't no Mario Brothers
Bronx niggaz, quick to body yo' mother

Yo, my turn, I demand my respect
Give me my burn or get slammed in neck
'Cause it's my turn reach to the top
my burn, I'ma speak with the glock
'Cause it's my turn, make me turn your wig
Gimme my burn, don't make me burn yo'
I'ma it right and keep the ghetto in a trance
But when the time is right, me and the Devil dance

Jesus H. Christ, how many times I gotta pay the
You scared to I'll make you twice as afraid of life
I sight to the game for every night you complained
You see the light, I was bright in your brain
Ignitin' the flame, keepin' your lid
Speak and with the mind
What are blind sleep till worth shit

I'm earth wind and fire, the first one to
Reppin' T. since birth till I retire
I wire jaw, wire the walls with plastique explosives
And riot the at the malls where all the crackers live
Keep flappin' yo' gibs and I'ma back with those kids
the back of the bridge
I think two and touch means tackle the

I rap for the chips but I'm assassin'
Four hundred pounds, six feet tall, brutally
the pro, got beef with pun, you gots to go
Mafia style, you a new asshole
Flash dough but you too cool for the captain
'Cause I don't give a if I was quadruply platinum
And to the 50 rapper, very funny, get your nut off
'Cause in real life, you don't
I'll blow your head off

That's my motherfuckin' word, you
Thought we was a fuckin' joke,
Terror Squad nigga, you don't me
You know my name, don't say it, you understand?
Told you before I ain't no motherfuckin' rapper

Shit, I don't make no songs about rappers I don't
If make a song
It's gonna be how I yo' motherfuckin' ass understand?
That'll be the of the motherfucker
why I had to beat your motherfuckin' ass
Featuring Tony Sunshine, T. Squaders, T. Squaders, T.

Yo, my turn, I demand my respect
Give me my burn or get slammed in your
'Cause it's my turn, reach to the top
Gimme my burn, I'ma speak the glock
'Cause it's my turn, don't make me your wig
Gimme my burn, don't make me yo' crib
I'ma rhyme it and keep the ghetto in a trance
But when the is right, me and the Devil gonna dance