Luyện nghe bài hát Respect the Game

Yah
Big bag, got 'em big mad
A nigga gettin' to some
And his bad
Jumpin' out the truck with the temp tag
I'm money, I don't get mad, ugh
Ask a nigga in my
He go and it on stand
And when them came
I came out a champ
When it was down rain and
I came out of it
But now champagne showers
we poppin' the champ', ugh
We dodged all the and they traps
can't be us 'cause they rats
Stand tall, point a finger, that
I knew a had it all
to the B and get it back
That's why I'm as ever
And I whatever
chase hoes 'cause
They come with cheddar
I seen my man girl actin'
Bougie he fuck up his cheddar
Before you it, niggas was
Fuckin' her
I knew it and I-
to tell him, I felt funny as ever
But I told him
He went runnin' to her, damn
I was down bad
I'm under the cellar
Now the Rolls Royces come with
For the rain and all the that we been through
If you don't your wolves
They gon' put you on the
why I be with family
And some bulls that I knew
If money determined
We'd cut you a Ginsu
Now I go you, facts

Rule one,
count your homie pockets
Thinkin' you it
number two, never trust a bitch
That'll fuck you for purses
number three
Save you of that money
you better stop splurgin'
'Cause when it's all and
Done and you at
The bottom, gon' treat you
you worthless
Respect the

the fame
We millionaires fuck watch and lil' chain
Niggas disappear as as Lil Xan
You feelin' yourself, I know you got a lil'
hold your composure
I seen this shit happen over and
That couple hundred thousand holdin' you
That real money
That's money, buy a Rollie
Get a wheel
a case, pay a lawyer, take a deal money
Now you tapped out and got no money
Callin' home like done did you wrong
But you had that money
You put niggas on
And the they put cuffs on you
Your was gone
of the game
I'm just ahead of my
I'm nigga
But I never got my up my ass
You good, but I'm ready for bad
And you won't catch me frontin'
'Cause I'm to bein' second to last
the game

Rule one,
count your homie
Pockets you deserve it
Rule number two, trust a
Bitch that'll fuck you for purses
Rule three,
you some of that money
Shit you better splurgin'
when it's all said
And done and you at
The bottom, they gon' you
you worthless
Respect the