Luyện nghe bài hát Respect My Grind

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

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

Gotta grind, gotta stay on my
If your scheme bout green, your transaction get declined
If your scheme ain't bout green, I it nevermind
If your ain't my team, get in line and get behind
I'm next up in line, headed up there with and them
Big E and Em-inem, and I even 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 me your kin*, the one major labels love to call
Got on the line did you get him, naw
Yep I with it, the rapper got slept with it
Said my was cool, and my album had no depth in it
Niggas Koopa, now Koopa addressing it
crying playa, go get a dress and go dress in it
Or put your money against my punch, and let's win it
Your right eye swollen shut, and left get left squinted Koopa

[Paul
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 fast lane, you still trying to catch a
I heard it the grapevine, you been talking 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 it from the start
I always kept it real, you always kept it
I always showed love, you always hate
You think the game owe you, but you got a clue
If you be good to the game, be good to you
You that you real, but you like a piece of glass
I can see through lies, you falling off fast
You to sprint as fast as you can, the whole race
But you'd be better off, keeping at a steady stay in ya place