Luyện nghe bài hát Respect

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

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

Then came the worst date, May
2:19, when my momma water burst
No spouse in the house so she for self
To the hospital, to see if she get a little help

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

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

I wanna blow up, stack my up
So school I show up, it fucked my flow up
Mom said that I should up and check myself
Before I wreck myself, disrespect

Put the drugs on the shelf? Nah, see it
Scarface, King of New York, I be it
Rap was secondary, money was
Until I got incarcerated kinda

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

Ninety-four, now I new horizons
Mama smile she see me, that's surprisin'
Honeys is tantalizin', freak all night
Peep cops on the creep all night
As I open my and realizin' I changed

Not the deranged child stuck up in the game
And to my niggas street life
Learn to treat life to the best, put stress to
Still tote your vest man, be trippin'
In the streets without a Nah, nigga you're slippin'

If I'm pimpin' on The F with on my breath
Original with the muffler on the Tec
Respect to the Mac's and the
To the in the Jeeps, lick shots to my peeps