Luyện nghe bài hát My Turn

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

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

Fuck you and yours, make way, I'm comin' 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
Respect the click that I'm or get lifted and stunned
Dunn, you a small fry, fuckin' with the fall guy
Big Pun, The Honorable, all
Sky's the limit, nuttin' if my guys is in it
For the right price, even Christ get it

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

Yo, it's my turn, I my respect
Give me my or get slammed in your neck
'Cause it's my turn reach to the top
Gimme my burn, speak with the glock
'Cause it's my turn, don't make me turn wig
Gimme my burn, don't make me burn yo'
rhyme 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 pay the price?
You scared to death I'll make you as afraid of life
I bring sight to the game for every night you
You couldn't see the light, I was bright in brain
Ignitin' the flame, keepin' your lid
Speak and observe with the
What are blind till they worth shit

I'm wind and fire, the first one to fire
Reppin' T. Squad since birth till I
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 come with those kids
From the back of the
I think two and touch tackle the bitch

I rap for the chips but I'm truly
Four hundred pounds, six tall, brutally handsome
That's the pro, got beef with pun, you to go
Mafia style, tear you a new
your dough but you too cool for the captain
'Cause I don't a fuck if I was quadruply platinum
And to the 50 Cent rapper, funny, get your nut off
'Cause in real life, you don't
I'll your motherfuckin' head off

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

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

Yo, it's my turn, I demand my
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
it's my turn, don't make me turn your wig
Gimme my burn, don't make me yo' crib
rhyme it right and keep the ghetto in a trance
But the time is right, me and the Devil gonna dance