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 want the whole world to see
How it
We want mind to blow, baby
When you free your and let it float

Let me
We want your mind to
let us hang 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 ounce of cold St. Ides

to a tape to my partner had made
Growin' up in the Hood' bein' mixed Face
sweet's a killer, feelin' nothin' but nice
Reached in my pocket for the old dice

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

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

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

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

Back on the creep after losin' some
Seen my partner [unverified], Big Chief and
on the boulevard, actin' a fool
Trippin' on the at the old school

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

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

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

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

on some lovely, now I'm feelin' fine
It's off at the 9.9
5th in the house with 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 stage and grabbed the mic and flexin' styles
A stage full of tight MC's buckwild

Now throw your hands in the air like
On the wheels of steel is my Lonnie Mack
Gettin' on his own
Now I'm finna my partner Jay the microphone

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

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

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

We got things to do
Just let us hang you
We some for you
My Jay's