Luyện nghe bài hát Laws Patrolling

Who? Mike
Who? Jones
Who? Jones

Keep ya open
For jackers, baby
It's goin'

Even though the patrollin'
Them get rollin'
So they can't out it
'Cuz I ain't about to go

Even though the patrollin'
jackers get rollin'
So can't out hold it
'Cuz I ain't about to go

They see me doin' my shiit, that's why in my miix
Jackers plottin' along watchin' like I'm bricks
But I ain't move nothin', I'm on my hustlin'
Come at me wrong and my chrome give you a concussion

I love to ride fresh, but hate to ride Tecs
But the way that these jackers roll up, knowin' for the
With diamonds on my neck, bulletproof on chest
I got my own laws, I'm here to and protect
Myself, because ain't finna get me
I'm in the club sober as fuck and you won't me tipsy

Nigga! Yeah! I'm Mike
Who? Jones
Mike Jones

Even though the patrollin'
Them jackers get
So they can't out it
I ain't about to go down

Even the laws patrollin'
jackers get rollin'
So they out hold it
'Cuz I ain't to go down

The way that I up, I got the jackers lookin' at me
24's and swingers, the candy and got me caffie
And I don't give a damn if rollin'
my top gets folden, the AK I'm holdin'
'Cuz I about to go down

when we ride with the trunk open heat
Clothes tryin' to playboy
You get three to ya throat and I'm fo' sho' 'cuz they don't know
I'm on a to get paid
Tryin to plot or set me up you get ya whole block

And I knockin' ya hustle but a hollow head will hurt
In the heat of the moment, let's see if that heat gon first
And I'm a aim for the worst to a jacker fall flat
And if I do get jacked, you believe
I'm back in all black, CJ

Even though the patrollin'
Them get rollin'
So they out hold it
'Cuz I ain't to go down

Even though the laws
jackers get rollin'
So they can't out it
'Cuz I ain't about to go

I'm the boulevard flippin', jammin' "Still Tippin"
See them jackers watchin' like I payin' attention
But really, I'm lookin' at them like they silly
'Cuz I know their handguns ain't gon' wit this Milly

'Cuz I'm a pistol packer for them jackers that try to us
No need to call the po po, 'cuz my fo fo gon' be my up
Act up, if you wanna and I swear you'll be a
I put it all on my mama, you don't want no drama

It's Mellow, king of the hill, think I ain't holdin' that steel
When I pull up in Deville, you crumb niggaz better chill
I'm the streets I'm real, I grind hard for the scrill
I major without a deal, gotta keep it hot

Even though the patrollin'
jackers get rollin'
So they can't out it
'Cuz I about to go down

Even though the patrollin'
Them jackers get
So they can't out it
I ain't about to go down