Luyện nghe bài hát How We Roll

Something, I to tell you
There's something I've been,
That your, should know
Big Pun be the largest
Straight out of the
And how we roll, roll

You know I'm well known like Al Capone, fully blown like Montana
In a zone, sittin' on chrome, stoned sippin' on
Rollin' up in Bible papers, see how high the lye can take us
the eyes of Christ, John, Elijah, Jacob

I make the kind of green a hustler
Bustin' out the cream Viper
Custom piped up with the mustard
Clustered green Knox and hard medallions

Mockin' God even see my batallion pull out the broad
I got the Squad over-qualified, pullin' Karl Kani
Rover tilted, three-wheeled hydraulic slide
Sparkin' lye in the clouds and my housin'
the Wu do in Shaolin

Ooh, ooh there's, something, I want to you
There's something been, thinking
That your, crew know
Big Pun be the largest
out of the projects
And how we roll, roll

I my Desert Eagle cocked back in my tuxedo with my top hat
What you broke motherfuckers know that?
Lookin' fat in Marc and leather like Fonzarelli
Sparkin' Phillies with the like Makaveli

On the
(Blown Benz, rims)
like the on my
(Stone gems, rings)

I got it sewn Twinz, I can't to tell you the story
That soared me from livin' poorly to a modern day
I've a killer and a drug dealer, a bugged nigga
But now I'm like Puffy, 'cause thicker than blood player

I'm still a but now I think before I flip
my connects together
And figure which cleaner's the for the hit
I get the job done, handlin' business

dinners, havin' a toast with the most glamorous bitches
My to riches was no Christmas
Now we blessed gold Lazaruses
So expensive my whole religious

Something, I want to you
There's I've been, thinking
your, crew should know
Big Pun be the thang
Straight out of the
And that's how we roll,

Aiyyo, I want it all you can me greedy and superficial
Long as my crew's official and pulls they pistols soon as I
I'm to triple a million and split it three ways
Joe the God, Full Eclipse and myself, be the day

I need a way to get it got the ambition
Start the ignition, for the NARCs in the marked Expedition
I'm on a mission which a higher position
Desire and keeps the fire inside of me glistenin'

I'm infinite like math, so I'm last
But you wanna laugh all day, bullshit and on your ass
I'm all about cash and the
A stash with the power that like hittin' ass for an hour

Let's get it locked, I want a watch baguetted rocks
So I can clock hoes with the glow that stops
Forget the cops, we got Deserts and too
Ready to rock whoever tryin' to stop our cheddar from forever

Something, I want to you
There's something I've been,
That your, crew should
Big Pun be the thang
out of the projects
And how we roll, roll

Big Pun is the largest
Joey be stayin' paid
Terror from the projects man