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 make niggas nine
One what dum-dum, the police gotta down
And keep the from crying, too late cause you done dying
Raps dying without me, I need to breathe some 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 in it nigga move

Fake niggas step aside, 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 hustle my struggle, my mind and my
I can make it to the top, when they was saying I lose
Now I got my finger, talking back to you
I done paid my dues, to get me respect it's due
So respect my hustle my struggle, my mind and my

Gotta grind, stay on my grind
If your scheme ain't bout green, transaction get declined
If your scheme ain't green, I forgot it nevermind
If your team ain't my team, get in and get behind
I'm next up in line, headed up there with Jay-Z and
Big E and Em-inem, and I even swim
But ain't too many niggas I know, go as deep as them
And me freestyle, naw I don't need a pen
It's me your kin, the one labels love to call
Got on the line 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
Stop crying playa, go get a dress and go in it
Or put money against my uppercut punch, and let's win it
right eye swollen shut, and your left get left squinted Koopa

[Paul
I'm the champ, you the people's chump
You talking BFI trash, but you a punk
I'm on the to success, and I'm ready to drive
I'm in the lane, you still trying to catch a ride
I it through the grapevine, you been talking down
But you be riding my dick, soon as I come
I know you see me shining, I know it your heart
I'm one hundred percent, I've been it from the
I always kept it real, you always it fake
I always showed love, you showed hate
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 your lies, you off fast
You trying to sprint as fast as you can, the whole
But you'd be off, keeping at a steady pace stay in ya place