Luyện nghe bài hát Let Me Roll

Ah, it's off in H-Town, baby
He he he
Strictly for the funk
it to me

And we really want the world to see
How it
We want mind to blow, baby
When you free your mind and let it

Let me
We want your to blow
Just let us with you

Hangin' in the hood, shootin' the breeze
My partners on the cut swisher sweets
Trippin' on the hoochies, rollin' by in they
Guzzlin' up a forty of cold St. Ides

Jammin' to a to my partner had made
up in the Hood' bein' mixed with Face
Swisher sweet's a killer, feelin' but nice
in my pocket for the old school dice

Pulled out a knot and dropped the on the flo'
And my partner Mike what they hittin' fo'
Pulled out a yard and said, "We a dove"
Tee Lee Baby, show your some love

Kickin' fadin', put the flame to the joint
3-2, baby, 3-2's your point
Back in the do' a fo' and a ace
Picked up his ends and waved the in my face

And he hollered out, "School house"
Schooled 'em again, now D's in ounce
And walked away from the crap game
But it ain't no thing, yo, just let a brother

Let me
We want your mind to
got some things to do

Back on the after losin' some change
Seen my [unverified], Big Chief and James
Creepin' on the boulevard, actin' a
Trippin' on the broads at the old

Music bumpin' hard, turnin' it down
super tight with surround-by sound
Paint job crackin' the punch ain't fade
Jammin' that new 2Low tape

Windows all smokey, blowin' seed
I'm up the deuce to the HPD
Now they lookin crazy I sold the hay
Just day in the heart of S.A.
Roll a little there, I seen O.G.
With his brother [unverified], S.A. O.G.

They chopped up the hood, so I'm chunkin' it
And then pulled out a 200 dollar sack
I saw it I almost choked
Twist your partner one, big
let your partner smoke

Let me
We want mind to blow
We got things to do

Smokin' on some lovely, now I'm feelin'
jumpin' off at the 9.9
5th Ward in the with the S.A. fools
Ain't no set trippin' we all so cool

Drinkin' up the bottle, gettin' as a skunk
151 just ain't no punk
Hit the stage and grabbed the mic and flexin' styles
A stage full of tight MC's buckwild

Now throw hands in the air like that
On the wheels of is my homie Lonnie Mack
down on his own
Now I'm pass my partner Jay the microphone

Throw your hands in the air that
Northside where you at, you at, where you at?
Throw hands in the air like that
Southside where you at, where you at, you at?

Throw hands in the air like that
where you at, where you at, where you at?
Throw your in the air like that
Westside you at, where you at, where you at?

Let me
We want your to blow
Let me
We want your mind to

We got some to do
let us hang with you
We drink for you
My Jay's