Luyện nghe bài hát Roc-A-Fella Get Low Respect It

Okay, I'm reloaded, yeah,
Young E, Get Low in the bulding, we back
M.A.D.E., ready? It's that new shit ya hear
Yo, Guru, let's do it for these niggas,

Ayo, Roc-A-Fella runnin' the streets reckless
Get Low, the future, you gotta it

The hood's still in of me, guns still beside of me
Still for the street, hoes, they ride wit me
Big print, like I just hit
Like y'all can't see a straight from poverty

We ghetto, we're gutter, where you don't around
Some make records an' say they underground
But I choose not to go that far I was born there, pa
I gotta write bars, you niggaz see my scars?

An' you my story
I'm more for the war, I'm 'bout guts an'
Them dudes front for y'all, I can't do it
I don't gotta sell my to sell music

I put the on, Murder'll roll the weed up
Put it on the street one week, it heat up
Heavy rotation, on Hot 9
You niggaz get money right 'cuz I got mine

An' it's Records runnin' the streets reckless
Get Low, the future, you gotta it

I been in it since 9 to 6 before I drive whips
To on gettin' paid, before 'Coming of age'
Niggaz, they the boy done became a man
to all my peeps, that's why I did for the fam

Who the fuck, what? None of you niggaz
I'm right 'cuz I ain't done wit the bidniss
Them owe me a check, niggaz owe me respect
I give you that good I told you I been M.A.D.E.

An' it's Records runnin' the streets reckless
Get Low, the future, you respect it

An' I'm the M to the A to the R C Y
So many be hatin', they don't want me to ride
But, you see just livin' his life
Instead you see a nigga throwin' that iron

Well, so be it, it's dudes in the team
ain't family now an' y'all see it
Dynasty though, it the same
So every time you it up
You know who changed the game,

The ROC army, Get Low an' Property
Caked up in estate an' never played Monopoly
But why them niggaz act all aggy?
'Cuz of the bigger plate an' I got baggies?

But shit the love?
I tell you it ain't nuttin' over here but new guns an' slugs
An' all about the butter, you ain't listenin', baby, boy?
That the ROC'll never lose, we just an' destroy

An' Roc-A-Fella Records runnin' the streets reckless
Get Low, the future, you respect it