Luyện nghe bài hát Respect My Grind

See your rhyme's the kinda rhyme, that's with punch lines
My rhyme's the kinda rhyme, that make niggas punch
One what dum-dum, the gotta come down
And keep the from crying, too late 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 and's or but's, somebody is in it
The got a lot of rappers, but I am the best in it nigga move

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

Gotta grind, stay on my grind
If scheme ain't bout green, your transaction get declined
If your ain't bout green, I forgot it nevermind
If your team my team, get in line and get behind
I'm next up in line, up there with Jay-Z and them
Big E and Em-inem, and I even swim
But too many niggas I know, that go as deep as them
And me uh-um freestyle, naw I don't a pen
It's me your kin, the one labels love to call
Got Chamillionaire on the did you get him, naw
Yep I with it, the rapper got slept with it
my mixtapes 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 money against my uppercut punch, and let's win it
Your right eye swollen shut, and your left get left squinted

[Paul
I'm the champ, you the people's chump
You BFI trash, but you still a punk
I'm on the to success, and I'm ready to drive
I'm in the fast lane, you still to catch a ride
I it through the grapevine, you been talking down
But you be riding my dick, as I come around
I know you see me shining, I it hurts your heart
I'm one hundred percent, I've been it from the
I always it real, you always kept it fake
I always showed love, you showed hate
You the game owe you, but you ain't got a clue
If you be to the game, it'll be good to you
You claiming that you real, but you like a piece of
I can see your 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