Luyện nghe bài hát Respect Us

[Lil'
What what
what what
What what
Listen,
When.. I come through..
on.. tha block be.. run-nin'
Weezy Wayne, Hot Boy, I.. be..
Got.. them.. things.. ten up, keep..
me at tha shop, I will.. be.. there
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, it's 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 taught that him or me
I pop head-bustas
I rock here for my
I that, I'ma (?)
My shop (????)
I always.. in black
And always.. bustin'
girly's.. fuckin' back
Now how you... lovin'

Juvenile (repeat 2X)

Hot Boys wodie, us
Team Cash-Money Re-cords
It's warfare, you betta, up
But if you ain't scared, they blow, sets up

[Lil'
Listen,
I it to 'em how they ask me
Raw and
Tha AK, I it
Believe I'm 'bout that
Slash a busta like a
I'm on that
Standin' on tha corner with one sleeve my shoulder
Ride on your block, I see a dozen of weak
Now it's time for your ta order a dozen of T-shirts
For half-a brick
I'll tha fifty
And I gon' stop shootin' 'til I jam tha clip
Yeah, I'm a creeper, what
But about ta get ugly
Ya'll betta people up
I'm about ta start shovin' my between your guts
Wayne 'bout ta (cugghh-gghh-gghh) people up
Ya'll betta
When it get real, hide from me
But, all them bustas 'bout ta get killed, I'm of it
Man, I'm thuggin' tha day I.. I die, cousin
Weezy Wee.. let 'em burn, bring tha truck in... (whoooo!)

(Chorus 2x)

Nigga, let it be
come blow up your home
Take a few blunts to tha
And.. show up
me and my.. flame-torch
Wayne start..
with my head down like a stranger, and banged ya
Burnin' off that
Some-a be feminine
Bounce in with a
'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..
Kill-for-the-scrill was.. in.. my..
Tote and keep.. tha.. block.. hot
Sell colts to keep.. my.. glock.. hot
Never add to.. my.. price, man
And if a boy play, I ride.. at.. night, man
What!

(Chorus 3x)

Uh, uh, uh
Say Lil'
You did this one here, ya me
They gon' never get weared out from this one
It's like said, boy
In tha 2000, it's all about Wayne
your chrome, man, run that thang
17th ward to tha 3rd ward
Do there
Huh, huh, huh, huh