Luyện nghe bài hát Respect

Nineteen-seventy somethin', nigga I don't the date
My moms is late so I had to plan my
Out the skins, in this world of fly
Tanqueray and Hennessey until I cold

Ten months in gut, what the fuck
I wish moms'd hurry up so I could get
Wild, rippin' mics and shit
New New York, ready for the likes of this, uh

Then came the date, May 21st
2:19, that's when my momma burst
No spouse in the house so she for self
To the hospital, to see if she could get a help

Umbilical cord's wrapped my neck
I'm seein' my death and I ain't even took my step
I it out, I'm bringin' mad joy
The doctor and said, "He's gonna be a Bad Boy"

Now I'm thirteen, smokin' blunts, cream
On the scene, fuck a football team
Riskin' ruptured spleens by the age of
the coach scream at my lifetime dream, I mean

I blow up, stack my dough up
So I didn't show up, it fucked my flow up
Mom said that I should grow up and check
Before I wreck myself, myself

Put the drugs on the shelf? Nah, see it
Scarface, of New York, I wanna be it
Rap was secondary, was necessary
I got incarcerated kinda scary

C74-Mark 8 set me
Not able to move the great steel gate
Time to contemplate, damn, where did I
All the money I was all the money for bail

Ninety-four, now I explore new
Mama when she see me, that's surprisin'
Honeys is tantalizin', they all night
duckin' cops on the creep all night
As I open my and realizin' I changed

Not the same deranged stuck up in the game
And to my niggas street life
Learn to treat life to the best, put to rest
Still your vest man, niggas be trippin'
In the streets without a gat? Nah, nigga slippin'

If I'm pimpin' on The F with weed on my
Original hustler with the on the Tec
to the Mac's and the Ac's
To the freaks in the Jeeps, lick to my peeps