Luyện nghe bài hát Respect Mine

Shhh, I hear my callin me,
"where is he? is he where is he?
Where's the "
I'm layin low, strapped with
Set for funk mode, ask man though
Who raps hold it steady - like a pilot in the cockpit
Parrish smith go out - nah that's
On another for tryin to take mines, catch the flatline
Comin through time to breathe on the
Airtight, no time to stall, you me..

"yo nigga respect mine, or the tec-9
Chk-chk-pow, move from the now" -> raekwon

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"yo respect mine, or anger the tec-9
Chk-chk-pow, move the gate now" -> raekwon

Some say the wu fly, what's a rap
A nigga who get props and he's clocked like
Can't fake moves - people at cha
oh seven - slip and they gat cha
Snatch that up - clip that ass with handcuffs
Jail cell for the niggaz who like to get
And most niggaz get rough, in beef we trust
Another man damn kid you smokin dust
I'm snatchin props, niggaz like robocop
Catch the speed-knot, tryin to mic mic doc
Chill hobbes - I you I roll with the hit squad
Stomp like the
But some niggaz ain't hearin me so I it clearer see
You can't fade the nigga who flips - like swayze
And 5000, still housin, I'm out an'..

"yo nigga mine, or anger the tec-9
Chk-chk-pow, move from the now" -> raekwon

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"yo nigga mine, or anger the tec-9
Chk-chk-pow, move from the now" -> raekwon

So turn this mic off so I can kick the wicked
Type of wicked shit, that make niggaz clips
But it chill - cause a jail cell's bullshit
Must grab the head - no time to be slippin
The world done shifted - niggaz see that
But some do - and they make power
Playin for life - can't lose, too many paid
Mayday, in the game everyday tryin to find a way
Yet the world slippin
So I keep movin not tryin to an'
Big up to all posse plus crips and in
Every ghetto - keep your shit
And if they ask you seen ? "hell no"
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"yo nigga mine, or anger the tec-9
Chk-chk-pow, move from the now" -> raekwon

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"yo respect mine, or anger the tec-9
Chk-chk-pow, move the gate now" -> raekwon