Luyện nghe bài hát My Turn

Uhh, my turn, y'know what I mean?
Get this motherfuckin' money y'know,
Yeah, I went double,
Niggaz goin triple, five, ten
Can't do I do
This is my game, this is me,

Yo, my turn, I demand my respect
Give me my or get slammed in your neck
'Cause it's my I'ma reach to the top
Gimme my burn, speak with the glock
'Cause it's my turn, don't make me turn wig
my burn, don't make me burn yo' crib
I'ma it right and keep the ghetto in a trance
But when the time is right, me and the gonna dance

Fuck you and yours, make way, I'm comin' through the
And the law, breakin' the rules ain't nothin' new at all
I'm true to all the shit I done, check the clip in my gun
Respect the click I'm from or get lifted and stunned
Dunn, you just a small fry, fuckin' the fall guy
Big Pun, The Honorable, all
Sky's the limit, nuttin' if my guys is in it
For the right price, even Christ get it

Fast life we live it, all my memories are
I remember only
That's how I mentally get rid of all the
The that definitely mimic my every melody
And lyric which so heavenly
In magic do I build but math do be compatible
And secretively battle you to my peak in equilateral
I'm from the streets deep in the yo ain't no Mario Brothers
Official Bronx niggaz, to body yo' mother

Yo, it's my turn, I demand my
Give me my or get slammed in your neck
it's my turn I'ma reach to the top
Gimme my burn, speak with the glock
'Cause it's my turn, don't make me your wig
Gimme my burn, make me burn yo' crib
I'ma rhyme it right and keep the ghetto in a
But when the time is right, me and the Devil dance

Jesus H. Christ, how times I gotta pay the price?
You scared to death I'll make you twice as afraid of
I bring to the game for every night you complained
You see the light, I was bright in your brain
Ignitin' the flame, keepin' third lid
Speak and with the mind
What are blind sleep they worth shit

I'm earth and fire, the first one to fire
Reppin' T. Squad birth till I retire
I wire your jaw, wire the walls plastique explosives
And riot the halls at the malls where all the crackers
Keep flappin' yo' gibs and come back with those kids
From the of the bridge
I think two and touch tackle the bitch

I rap for the chips but I'm truly
hundred pounds, six feet tall, brutally handsome
That's the pro, got beef pun, you gots to go
Mafia style, you a new asshole
Flash dough but you too cool for the captain
'Cause I give a fuck if I was quadruply platinum
And to the 50 Cent rapper, very funny, get nut off
'Cause in real life, you know
blow your motherfuckin' head off

That's my motherfuckin' word, you
Thought we was a joke, shit
Terror nigga, you don't know me
You don't know my name, don't say it, you
Told you before I no motherfuckin' rapper understand?

Shit, I don't make no songs rappers I don't like
If I'ma make a
gonna be how I beat yo' motherfuckin' ass understand?
That'll be the of the motherfucker
That's why I had to beat motherfuckin' ass
Featuring Sunshine, T. Squaders, T. Squaders, T. Squaders

Yo, it's my turn, I demand my
Give me my burn or get slammed in your
'Cause it's my turn, I'ma to the top
my burn, I'ma speak with the glock
'Cause it's my turn, don't make me turn wig
Gimme my burn, don't make me yo' crib
I'ma rhyme it and keep the ghetto in a trance
But when the is right, me and the Devil gonna dance