Luyện nghe bài hát Pop 4 Roc

Alright
ya love me? Alright
Would ya hate me? Watch yo
I ya love me, alright
I know ya me, Clue
Would ya love me? Brand new
Would ya hate me? I ya love me
this yo

See me through hair done just a slinging my shit
With something Gucci on clinging to my frontin'
With the Star Tech ringing in the icy ears, neck
Fingers for years got the show wild with the out
Shit I don't fuck with no stingy nigga, I rock Prada,
And nigga, what I'ma do with your little blunts

And Henney I'ma Major Coin with a pretty Bentley
Nigga my will ride for me, you should see all the things
They buy for me, it's how I spend my time around ballers
All day don't have to spend a dime, up room service when
dinner time get my tan on in the tropics in the winter time nigga

Would ya love me? If we couldn't cop the
Would ya hate me? If we couldn't the top
I know ya love me 'cuz you we pop 4 Roc
I know ya hate me 'cuz you know we got locked

Would ya love me? If we couldn't cop the
Would ya hate me? If we couldn't the top
I know ya love me you know we pop 4 Roc
I ya hate me and you know we got shit locked

We gon' stop this here get this clear the of the Roc in here
Siegal hottest thing on the block this year, keep the ego
We been bound to the top ya hear forget about it you know me
Yo stop the stares I've been it pop you then pop ya peers
You how I do six coup, top be clear, you know how
I play low Roc-A-Wear catch Siegal in the kitchen balloon
In the pie, y'all from whom to buy, niggas know if y'all cross

Mac y'all soon to die 'cuz you know I bring heat like June and
Spit August I'm the truth I'm not lying I'm the reason why Jay
Feel retiring I gotta laugh 'cuz y'all work hard at this shit
Think about yo I just started this shit, imagine if I put my heart
In this shit scary sight y'all niggas me right God damn yo
I barely but every rhyme be in check like a pair of Nike's

Would ya love me? If we couldn't cop the
Would ya hate me? If we drop the top
I ya love me 'cuz you know we pop 4 Roc
I ya hate me 'cuz you know we got shit locked

Would ya me? If we couldn't cop the drop
ya hate me? If we couldn't drop the top
I know ya love me 'cuz you we pop 4 Roc
I know ya hate me and you we got shit locked

Yo, yo, well I'm gold now, Man coming of age
And I'm grown now sittin' on now, I'm the youngest gun
I get it on with anyone, I've been in thirty shit I'm barely 21
I hold 'em like offensive linemen, bring 'em back to the streets
Like a brick on consignment interlining of the Buchanan
Spark two hammers Man gold marks the understanding

We don't in war we elope orange juice style
niggas to a pulp we broke nigga you just told
3 me, Biggs, and Dame we get some things
See the six dames me and live in the Range
Mines his Champagne, niggas whisper 'cuz
If they talk they gets slain, y'all's was for me

On the charts the bricks came, left the same
In the the chicks came I just use rap to put
Shit in my name the death's just a of time the
been arranged contracts signed the shits in your
Name, to lame rap niggas I'm the king mother fuck
The ring mami kiss the I don't got game to waste on y'all

I'm don't think with my dick or my balls I'm a hustla
Hit me an eighth of raw and when I get on top
I'ma blaze all y'all keep 'em laced more I know you
Want some things I drink a lot of water mami clean
Chicks I pump her then dump her cars we got 'em
To bumper rap niggas y'all are numbered, nobody
nothin' next summer, yeah

Would ya love me? If we couldn't cop the
ya hate me? If we couldn't drop the top
I know ya love me 'cuz you we pop 4 Roc
I know ya me 'cuz you know we got shit locked

Would ya love me? If we cop the drop
ya hate me? If we couldn't drop the top
I ya love me 'cuz you know we pop 4 Roc
I know ya hate me and you know we got locked

R-O-C for the 2 triple O, you heard me
You are about to witness a dynasty no other
Siegal, The General Amil-lion, Diana Ross of the ROC
Memph Bleek, God
Jigga Man, get your mind right