Luyện nghe bài hát Respect

Lil
Tha Is Hot
Us
[Lil'
What what
what what
What what
Listen,
When. I through. bustin'
on. tha block be. run-nin'
Weezy Wayne, Hot Boy, I. be.
Got. them. things. ten up, keep.
Catch me at tha shop, I will. be.
And my stay 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 cell is ten in
I get in beef
Was taught it's him or me
I pop quick
I rock for my brick
I chop that, (?)
My here (?)
I always. in black
And always. gats
Your girly's. back
Now how you... lovin'

2x, Juvenile]
Hot Boy$, wardy. respect. us
Represen-tin' Money. Records
warfare, you betta. vest. up
But if you ain't scared, blow. your. set. up

[Lil'
Listen,
I give it to 'em how ask me
Raw and
Tha AK, I it
Believe I'm that action
Slash a like a fraction
I'm on that
Standin' on tha corner with one sleeve over my
Ride on block, I see a dozen of weak jerks
Now it's for your momma ta order a dozen of T-shirts
For only half-a
I'll blast tha
Yeah, I'm a creeper, what
But about ta get ugly
Ya'll call people up
I'm about ta shovin' my sawed-off between your guts
'bout ta (cugghh-gghh-gghh) ball people up
Ya'll betta
When it get real, hide from me
But, all them bustas ta get killed, I'm tired of it
Man, I'm thuggin' 'til tha day I. I die,
Weezy Wee. let 'em burn, bring tha fire in... (whoooo!)

2x]

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

3x]

Uh, uh, uh
Say Lil'
You did this one here, ya me
They ain't gon' never get weared out this one
It's they said, boy
In tha year 2000, it's all about
your chrome, man, run that thang
17th ward to tha 3rd ward
Do there
Huh, huh, huh, huh