Luyện nghe bài hát Respect

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

Ten in this gut, what the fuck
I wish moms'd hurry up so I get buck
Wild, juvenile rippin' mics and
New York New York, ready for the 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 could get a little

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 looked and said, "He's gonna be a Bad Boy"

Now I'm thirteen, blunts, makin' cream
On the drug scene, fuck a 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 didn't up, it fucked my flow up
Mom said I should grow up and check myself
Before I wreck myself, disrespect

Put the drugs on the Nah, couldn't see it
Scarface, of New York, I wanna 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
to contemplate, damn, where did I fail?
All the money I was all the money for bail

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

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

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