Luyện nghe bài hát Respect My Grind

See your the kinda rhyme, that's flooded with punch lines
My the kinda rhyme, that make niggas punch nine
One what dum-dum, the police come down
And keep the kids from crying, too cause you done dying
dying without me, I need to breathe some breath in it
It seems like it's a shortage, of real left in it
Ain't no if's or but's, somebody is deaf in it
The game got a lot of rappers, but I am the best in it move

Fake niggas aside, cause them real niggas coming through
You can try to my shine, but there is nothing you can do-oo
We ready, we for you
So respect my my struggle, my mind and my grind
I can make it to the top, they was saying I would lose
Now I got my middle finger, talking to you
I done my dues, to get me respect where it's due
So respect my hustle my struggle, my mind and my

Gotta grind, gotta stay on my
If your scheme ain't bout green, transaction get declined
If your scheme ain't green, I forgot it nevermind
If team ain't my team, get in line and get behind
I'm next up in line, headed up there Jay-Z and them
Big E and Em-inem, and I can't swim
But ain't too niggas I know, that go as deep as them
And me uh-um freestyle, naw I don't need a pen It's me your kin*, the one major love to call
Got Chamillionaire on the did you get him, naw
Yep I kept with it, the rapper got slept it
Said my mixtapes was cool, and my album had no in it
Niggas criticizing Koopa, now Koopa it
crying playa, go get a dress and go dress in it
Or put your money against my uppercut punch, and win it
Your right eye swollen shut, and left get left squinted Koopa

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I'm the people's champ, you the people's
You talking BFI trash, but you still a
I'm on the road to success, and I'm ready to
I'm in the lane, you still trying to catch a ride
I heard it through the grapevine, you been down
But you be riding my dick, as I come around
I know you see me shining, I know it hurts heart
I'm one hundred percent, I've been it from the
I kept it real, you always kept it fake
I always showed love, you always showed
You think the game owe you, but you got a clue
If you be good to the game, be good to you
You claiming that you real, but you a piece of glass
I can see through lies, you falling off fast
You trying to as fast as you can, the whole race
But be better off, keeping at a steady pace stay in ya place