Luyện nghe bài hát Respect Mine

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

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

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

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