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

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

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

The hood's still in back of me, still beside of me
Still for the street, hoes, wanna ride wit me
Big print, like I hit lottery
Like y'all can't see a nigga straight poverty

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

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

I put the beat on, Murder'll roll the up
Put it on the street one week, watch it up
rotation, rockin' on Hot 9
You get your money right 'cuz I got mine

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

I been in it since 9 to 6 before I could drive
To focus on gettin' paid, before of age'
Niggaz, understand the boy done became a man
Loyal to all my peeps, why I did for the fam

Who the fuck, want what? of you niggaz
I'm right 'cuz I ain't done wit the bidniss
niggaz owe me a check, niggaz owe me respect
I give you that good game I you I been M.A.D.E.

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

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

Well, so be it, it's many in the team
That ain't family now an' see it
Dynasty though, it remain the
So every you throw it up
You who changed the game, homie

The ROC army, Get Low an' State
Caked up in real estate an' never played
But why niggaz wanna act all aggy?
'Cuz of the plate an' I got more baggies?

But shit where's the
I could tell you it ain't over here but new guns an' slugs
An' it's all about the butter, you ain't listenin', baby,
That the ROC'll never lose, we kill an' destroy

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