Luyện nghe bài hát The Turn

Everywhere I turn, I see, your
Yeah, ah, yeah, yo, yo,
Yeah, motivate, motivate, the gate, ya'll
Yeah, aiyo, aiyo,

And we the Gods, tear the whole hood apart
that'll splatter through faces, taste niggaz hearts
I'm intellectual, professional
And to vegetables

Shit is here, like buyin' fly gear
Dare any white man or fan nigga, ran niggaz
Blew shotties in lobbies, the grand RZA
We left, the radio broke, I yoke my vocals, hittin' smoke

Allah Math', show me when the broke
Numb the crowd up, stupid ass Loud fouled up
Never knew what they had, now they of us
Picture my vision, precision, jumpin' out of commission

got me, nigga, the boss, he pop me
Rae, we generate, Lord, I feel the Ditech, the mildew
Buy and vehicles, steal a little
Wrap up the whole rap

Go 'head, ya'll wit it, walk wit it, I slap your boss wit it
Navy blue, New York fitted, I'm cold frost bitted, two and off wit it
You smell the herb, 'fore I lit the it's forfeit it
Blocks is hot, feel the from fourth fit it

With no regard for boulevard, just the shit bag and bullet scar
It's the Riddler, me this, riddle me that
Who the And who the door man that let them enter?
The Wu-Tang, 36 Cham', you smokin'?

Got you in the game chokin', Van Gundy coachin'
Your street team, of weaklings
Don't ever let me catch reachin'
Respect a grown man is speakin'

Shh, keep on sleepin', and just like TLC, I keep on
The five percent of ya'll, on teachin'
The heat seakin', missile official, that got
Like Funk Doc got tissue, it's hot nikkels

Everywhere I turn, I see, your face, but you're never
Shh, shit ain't

Okay, now, same shit, different day, grindin', paid
Self at it, automatic, guns that spit and
Gotta have it, ass grab it, to slip and weight
Godbody, House Party, watch the kid 'n' play

Ya'll gon' make me go postal, up in muthafucka house
Full of bloodsuckers and hoes that hustlers
that izza, pour me another kizza
Bigga, to my nigga, so drunk they get up

Shotguns nose, hot ones through foes
Let the herb run till the cops come, suppose
I was just another in the mud, on a Saturday
Thinkin', how I'mma get the fifth in the

See my thick, everyday I fights to prove it
We comes undisputed, batteries included
Honey's bee like Meth, I be like
They want free cd's, I'm like, "See these, nuts"

If ya'll gettin' high tonight, say all right, haha
If ya'll muthafuckas gettin' drunk tonight, say all right,
It be Tical, okay, haha, yeah, yeah,
It be Tical, okay, haha,