(*talking*) Listen, we gon talk about a word That we don't see and hear too much, too often Respect, yeah
[K-Rino] Yeah you ain't gotta like me, that statement is true But respect is when people see you, when they act like they do Stripes don't come, from talking all hard It's a whole lot of hard talkers, up in the graveyard Listen shady cats, I'll never respect em People pull stunts on you, then get mad when you check em I send love, to my real O.G.'s that died It's some dead cats I respect, more than ones who alive For real, fools recording these gangsta joints Lying on your records, trying to score some gangsta points Nothing but fake thugs, shooting make believe slugs Imagine every dope dealer, selling invisible drugs Respect, ain't how many laws you broke How many times you went to jail, how much weed you smoke How many cars you got, how many diamonds up in your teeth If you ain't real, you could still lay face up in the street listen
[Hook] (you gon respect me), long as I'm rolling with the God Partna, I don't need nobody to protect me People pulling funny moves, just to spite me It might be jealousy, you ain't gotta like me but (you gon respect me), and if I die Real G I garuntee, that the streets'll resurrect me Be who you are, things'll fall into place Disrespect the game, watch it blow up in your face
[K-Rino] See that's what's wrong with America, we plays appearances people stare at ya And judge, without decifering the fabric of your character Everybody in the hood, dealing with issues The same man you criticize, you couldn't walk a yard in his shoes How you gon brag, cause you went to jail Your lil' mama spent your bail, and never sent you mail If she was really down, she would represent you well Soon as you got in there, they poked you out and bent your tail You can't persecute these youngsters, it's rough getting older They get high, because it's hard to face that dirty world sober But criticizing, ain't gon help they condition Instead of turning on em, sit 'em down quit talking and listen They turn to the streets, cause it ain't no love at home Thinking hustling is fly, bragging and get swoll in the dome But a real G ain't gotta glorify, nothing they do Cause if you really true to the game, the streets gon glorify you listen
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[K-Rino] Feel what I'm saying, and try to understood good Ask yourself a question, what's worse losing some money or your manhood Don't be counterfeit, spit what you live When it come to respect, remember that you get what you give A lot of females be tripping, and some of you grown Dressing like hookers, then get mad when men come at you wrong Some of y'all be trying to get attention, with your behind Don't understand that you can, attract a man with your mind If your body, is all you got to offer a brother What's gon be left, when y'all get tired of laying up with each other I don't consider you a hoe, but that's the image you show Cause I'm knocking you down, and we just met two hours ago But I can't talk about nobody, without checking me first I ain't no better than her, if anything I'm worse fa sho Show me respect, then nothing'll come of it Just make sure, that you don't put a D-I-S in the front of it listen
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(*talking*) Yeah, listen to your boy for a second man The word respect means, the state of being regarded With difference or esteem, willingness to show consideration Or appreciation, polite expressions or consideration Or difference, in other words man just Give people, what you would want man Treat people, like you would wanna be treated man You know I'm saying, don't look at a person's situation And judge 'em off, what you see Judge that person, off his intentions you know I'm saying Cause what appears, to the eye Might not be, what's really going down So in other words man, respect people mind you feel meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
