Luyện nghe bài hát My Turn

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

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

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

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

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

Jesus H. Christ, how many I gotta pay the price?
You scared to death I'll you twice as afraid of life
I bring sight to the for every night you complained
You couldn't see the light, I was bright in brain
Ignitin' the flame, your third lid
Speak and observe with the
What are sleep till they worth shit

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

I rap for the but I'm truly assassin'
Four hundred pounds, six feet tall, handsome
That's the pro, got with pun, you gots to go
Mafia style, you a new asshole
Flash your dough but you too for the captain
'Cause I don't give a fuck if I was platinum
And to the 50 Cent rapper, funny, get your nut off
'Cause in life, you don't know
I'll blow your motherfuckin' off

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

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

Yo, my turn, I demand my respect
Give me my burn or get in your neck
'Cause it's my turn, I'ma to the top
my burn, I'ma speak with 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 right and the ghetto in a trance
But when the is right, me and the Devil gonna dance