Luyện nghe bài hát Respect

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

Ten months in this gut, the fuck
I wish moms'd up so I could get buck
Wild, juvenile rippin' 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 water
No in the house so she rode for self
To the hospital, to see if she get a little help

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

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

I wanna blow up, my dough up
So school I didn't show up, it fucked my up
Mom said I should grow up and check 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
I got incarcerated kinda scary

C74-Mark 8 set me
Not to move behind 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 new horizons
smile when 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 same deranged child stuck up in the
And to my niggas livin' life
Learn to treat to the best, put stress to rest
Still tote your vest man, niggas be
In the streets without a Nah, nigga you're 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