Luyện nghe bài hát Respect Mine

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 right now with my nigga, fat
Representin the down, and the rest of the tri-borough
So what we gonna do 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 with clips and dum-dums and
The fat mc, the b-x
like a t-rex, who slips into a three-x
Rappers up, and end up, in the obituary
Don't the meaning of real, check the dictionary
I got no for conversation
Makin mc's run for the border like the
A puerto rican villain who be and illin for nothin
You ain't a playa, you just
Point blank, we can even do this with gats and
It's your
I can become president, elections
I got mad connections, fat joe, the rap
come in swarms, get lost in the blizzard
Word to mother I your life
Sodomize your daughter, and a widow out your wife
It's the relentless, nobody can this
Fat joe, you the yung and resless respect this
.. to all the fake

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

joe]
Yo who gets wrecked on the you get wrecked on the spot
I got this rap shit locked
Many perpetrated, and gladiated
I'm number one so yo they it
Listen here suckers, you don't meet the chuckers
It's the same motherfucker who said the ruckus
Back in ninety-three, when was fine and dandy
I was the puttin razors in your kids candy
Mad connivin, it don't get any
Best reverse them disperse
if you get loud and curse
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 knife - after slice, yea
Causin more destructional horror, than the
Niggaz know the motherfuckin
Joe b-lawn, respect mine