Luyện nghe bài hát Let Me Roll

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

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

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

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

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

Pulled out a and dropped the dice on the flo'
And asked my partner 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 away from the crap game broke
But it ain't no thing, yo, just let a brother

Let me
We want your to blow
Just got some to do

Back on the creep after losin' some
my partner [unverified], Big Chief and James
Creepin' on the boulevard, actin' a
on the broads at the old school

Music bumpin' hard, never it down
Trunk super with surround-by sound
Paint job crackin' the punch ain't fade
Jammin' brand new 2Low tape

Windows all smokey, blowin' coke-laced
I'm up the deuce to the HPD
Now they crazy like I sold the hay
Just day in the heart of S.A.
Roll a little further there, I O.G.
his brother named [unverified], S.A. O.G.

They chopped up the hood, so I'm chunkin' it
And then they out a 200 dollar sack
When I saw it I almost
your partner one, big baby
Just let partner smoke

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

on some lovely, now I'm feelin' fine
It's off at the 9.9
5th Ward in the house the S.A. fools
no set trippin' 'cause we all so cool

Drinkin' up the bottle, gettin' drunk as a
That 151 ain't no punk
Hit the and grabbed the mic and started flexin' styles
A stage full of tight MC's goin

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

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

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

We got things to do
let us hang with you
We some for you
My partner