Luyện nghe bài hát Respect Mine

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Bắt đầu làm bài nào

Yo kid? how you, yeah
up and down
This is the chef comin out of clan
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 right son
Aiyyo matter son, I'm tired of these niggaz man!
up!

[fat
Hey yo it's total devestation, for any mc that
I paint the town red clips and dum-dums and bloodshed
The fat mc, the b-x
Vicious like a t-rex, who into a three-x
Rappers up, and end up, in the obituary
know the meaning of real, check the dictionary
I got no for conversation
mc's run for the border like the immigration
A rican villain who be dealin and illin for nothin
You ain't a playa, you bluffin
Point blank, we can even do this gats and shanks
It's selection
I can become president, elections
I got mad connections, fat joe, the rap
Brainstorms come in swarms, get in the blizzard
Word to mother I take life
Sodomize your daughter, and make a widow out your
It's the relentless, can check this
Fat joe, you know the yung and resless this
.. to all the fake

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

joe]
Yo who gets on the spot? you get wrecked on the spot
I got this rap shit locked
Many mc's perpetrated, and
I'm number one so yo they it
Listen here suckers, you don't wanna the chuckers
It's the same motherfucker who said fuck the
Back in ninety-three, when everything was fine and
I was the nigga razors in your kids candy
Mad connivin, it get any worser
reverse them thoughts disperse
Even if you get and curse
You don't put any in my heart
Don't start, you get torn apart
Fat joe, livin the
Yo I get trife, and do a number on ass
With the butcher - slice after slice, yea
more destructional horror, than the antichrist
Niggaz know the time
Joe represents b-lawn, mine