Luyện nghe bài hát Respect Us

[Lil'
what what
What what
what what
Listen,
When.. I come through..
Everybody on.. tha block be..
Wayne, Hot Boy, I.. be.. thug-gin'
Got.. them.. things.. ten up, keep..
Catch me at tha shop, I will.. be..
And my prices low, I keep.. it.. there
And if you it raw, I got.. it.. right.. here
And if you war, I am.. your.. nigh-tmare
This is all I know, bang bang
I hustle and slang
My block.. I hang
Who am I? Wayne, man
I CMB
My is ten in heat
I get in beef
Was that it's him or me
I pop quick
I here for my brick
I that, I'ma (?)
My shop (????)
I always.. thug in
And always.. gats
Your girly's.. fuckin'
Now how you... lovin'

Chorus: (repeat 2X)

Hot wodie, respect us
Representin' Cash-Money Re-cords
It's warfare, you betta, up
But if you scared, they blow, your sets up

Wayne]
Listen,
I it to 'em how they ask me
Raw and
Tha AK, I it
I'm 'bout that action
Slash a busta a fraction
I'm on yolla
Standin' on tha corner one sleeve over my shoulder
Ride on block, I see a dozen of weak jerks
Now it's time for your ta order a dozen of T-shirts
For only brick
blast tha fifty
And I ain't gon' stop 'til I jam tha clip
Yeah, I'm a creeper, what
But it's about ta get
Ya'll call people up
I'm about ta start shovin' my sawed-off between your
'bout ta (cugghh-gghh-gghh) ball people up
Ya'll duck
When it get real, they from me
But, all them bustas ta get killed, I'm tired of it
Man, I'm 'til tha day I.. I die, cousin
Weezy Wee.. let 'em burn, bring tha truck in... (whoooo!)

(Chorus 2x)

Nigga, let it be
I'll blow up your home
a few blunts to tha dome
And.. up alone
Just me and my..
Wayne start..
Walked with my down like a stranger, and banged ya
off that Hennesy
Some-a be feminine
Bounce in a twitch
'em crawlin' out a ditch
God damn... son of a shhh!.. speak
I cocked that, and let it go, tssss!.. 'em heat
Your cheese, I got.. ta.. get..
I'm goin' all out, no what.. it.. takes
I.. was.. raised.. up on.. that..
was.. in.. my.. nature
Tote and keep.. tha.. block.. hot
Sell colts to keep.. my.. glock.. hot
add taxes to.. my.. price, man
And if a boy play, I ride.. at.. night, man
What!

(Chorus 3x)

Uh, uh, uh
Say Weezy
You did this one here, ya me
They ain't gon' get weared out from this one
It's like said, boy
In tha year 2000, it's all Wayne
your chrome, man, run that thang
17th ward to tha 3rd downtown
Do that
Huh, huh, huh, huh