Luyện nghe bài hát Respect

Nineteen-seventy somethin', nigga I sweat the date
My moms is late so I had to my escape
Out the skins, in this of fly girls
and Hennessey until I cold hurl

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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 eyes and I changed

Not the deranged child stuck up in the game
And to my niggas livin' street
Learn to life to the best, put stress to rest
Still your vest man, niggas be trippin'
In the streets a gat? Nah, nigga you're slippin'

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