Luyện nghe bài hát My Turn

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

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

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

Fast life we live it, all my memories are
I remember only
how I mentally get rid of all the enemies
The spirits that definitely mimic my every
And which so heavenly rhythmic
In magic do I build but math do be compatible
And secretively battle you to reach my peak in
I'm from the deep in the bottom yo ain't no Mario Brothers
Official niggaz, quick to body yo' mother

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

Jesus H. Christ, how many times I gotta pay the
You scared to I'll make you twice as afraid of life
I bring sight to the game for every night you
You couldn't see the light, I was in your brain
Ignitin' the flame, keepin' your lid
Speak and observe the mind
What are blind sleep till worth shit

I'm earth wind and fire, the one to fire
Reppin' T. Squad since birth till I
I wire your jaw, wire the walls plastique explosives
And riot the halls at the malls where all the live
Keep flappin' yo' gibs and I'ma come with those kids
From the back of the
I think two and touch means the bitch

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 your dough but you too cool for the
'Cause I don't give a fuck if I was platinum
And to the 50 Cent rapper, funny, get your nut off
'Cause in real life, you know
I'll blow your motherfuckin' off

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

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

Yo, it's my turn, I my respect
Give me my burn or get slammed in neck
'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 turn wig
Gimme my burn, make me burn yo' crib
I'ma rhyme it right and keep the ghetto in a
But the time is right, me and the Devil gonna dance