Luyện nghe bài hát My Turn

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

Yo, it's my turn, I my respect
Give me my burn or get slammed in neck
it's my turn I'ma reach to the top
Gimme my burn, I'ma 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 ghetto in a
But the time is right, me and the Devil gonna dance

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

Fast life we live it, all my memories are
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 streets in the bottom yo ain't no Mario Brothers
Official Bronx niggaz, to body yo' mother

Yo, my turn, I demand my respect
Give me my burn or get slammed in neck
it's my turn I'ma 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, 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 times I gotta pay the price?
You to death I'll make you twice as afraid of life
I sight to the game for every night you complained
You couldn't see the light, I was bright in your
Ignitin' the flame, keepin' your lid
Speak and with the mind
What are blind sleep till they worth

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 halls at the where all the crackers live
flappin' yo' gibs and I'ma come back with those kids
From the back of the
I think two and means tackle the bitch

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

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

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

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