Luyện nghe bài hát Respect Mine

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Bắt đầu làm bài nào

Yo whassup kid? how you,
up and down
This is the chef comin out of wu-tang
shaolin, to the fullest son!
I mean I'm here now with my nigga, fat ji-doe
Representin the down, and the rest of the tri-borough
So what we gonna do here son
matter fact son, I'm tired of these niggaz man!
up!

[fat
Hey yo it's devestation, for any mc that poses
I paint the town red with clips and dum-dums and
The fat mc, the b-x
like a t-rex, who slips into a three-x
Rappers fuck up, and end up, in the
know the meaning of real, check the dictionary
I got no for conversation
Makin mc's run for the like the immigration
A puerto rican villain who be dealin and for nothin
You ain't a playa, you bluffin
Point blank, we can even do this with and shanks
It's selection
I can become president, without
I got mad connections, fat joe, the rap
come in swarms, get lost in the blizzard
Word to mother I take life
Sodomize your daughter, and make a widow out your
the relentless, nobody can check this
Fat joe, you know the yung and resless this
.. to all the fake

the chef]
Ch-chk-blaow! move the gate now
respect mine, or anger the tec-9
Ch-chk-blaow! move the gate now
respect mine, or anger the tec-9
Ch-chk-blaow! move from the now
Nigga respect mine, or anger the
Ch-chk-blaow! from the gate now
Nigga respect mine, or the tec-9
Ch-chk-blaow! move from the now

[fat
Yo who wrecked on the spot? you get wrecked on the spot
I got this rap shit locked
mc's perpetrated, and gladiated
I'm number one so yo hate it
Listen here suckers, you don't wanna the chuckers
the same motherfucker who said fuck the ruckus
Back in ninety-three, when was fine and dandy
I was the nigga puttin razors in your candy
Mad connivin, it don't get any
Best reverse them thoughts
Even if you get loud and
You don't put any in my heart
Don't even start, you get torn
Fat joe, livin the
Yo I get trife, and do a on that ass
With the butcher - slice after slice, yea
Causin more destructional horror, the antichrist
Niggaz know the motherfuckin
Joe represents b-lawn, mine