Luyện nghe bài hát Let Me Roll

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

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

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

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

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

Pulled out a knot and dropped the dice on the
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' back fadin', put the to the joint
3-2, baby, 3-2's your point
in the do' with a fo' and a ace
Picked up his ends and the dice in my face

And he hollered out, "School house"
Schooled 'em again, now D's in ounce
And walked away from the crap broke
But it no thing, yo, just let a brother smoke

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

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

bumpin' hard, never turnin' it down
Trunk super tight with sound
Paint job 'cause the punch ain't fade
Jammin' that brand new tape

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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