Luyện nghe bài hát R.O.C.

Yo just man, gimma a heat man
DGL we back in the again, ya know? Holla
J-Jeah j-jeah j-jeah bounce!
Ya We back, bitches
Don't be scared now, the Roc
We here, ya As if we left this bitch
though, ya know?
Marcy holla, uh oh,
Let's do this right, yo

I pull up on deuce deuces, still
No security I move with
V Tweezy dual
Stashbox like a childseat, tucked in the Taurus, DGL
I'm on skinnies, two me
Battle of Armi, '89 in it I'm blowin' on
And yeah I'm as fuck
And the Roc's the click nigga I'm a buy as fuck

Say, I'm bug 'cause I walk a hung John
Nine two hund' fifty, disrespect me
I call my seal the deal
'Cause he just brought a G to seal the prick
And I got on stand by
What you commercial niggas fly stand buy, won't you by
And let a nigga do his
Fuck these hoes, get bread, rep the crew, the

R, realest puttin' it down
O, other can't see us now
C, come through your hood and reap up
But keep on me to clear streets up

R, niggas puttin' it down
O, niggas can't see us now
C, come through your snatch and reap up
But keep cannon on me to streets up

You talk jewels, my got 2K blazers
Roc jeans, Airs in all
White tees and fitted's, backwoods and
haze for you dudes who don't get it
I silver and strawberry
Easy ball like Maurberry you I'm not the ordinary
I keep one that one
my bitch bag bitches too, we the illest crew

Nothin' change but the upgrade
quarters now ma, and I'm on it now
So hop in, I pull off toupes
And the only I rock on my hip that's two ways
My bitch, my beeper, Bleek keep two
Still peeling the city two seaters
And you how I does it while I'm doin' it
Black coupin' it bitch, I two in it

R, niggas puttin' it down
O, other can't see us now
C, come through your hood snatch and up
But keep cannon on me to streets up

R, niggas puttin' it down
O, other can't see us now
C, come through hood snatch and reap up
But keep cannon on me to clear up

Look here, I wild like Q cousin, day-day
Anytime I want, I they K
Friday, till November
Stay two more weeks be home in December
You I move like that
The all mad 'cause I'm back with my tool like that
I'm in that big body
That I through the sky like I don't give a fuck

Got trucks with drivers, cars low
Just it, I drove it and parked it
that's my Sunday wheel
And your wife, real nice, she my Sunday nigga
I got one day for her still for her
But by sunrise, I throwed her one
You I'm up and out
Hit the brake clutch throw it in first, out easy gone, it's the

R, realest niggas puttin' it
O, niggas can't see us now
C, come through your hood and reap up
But cannon on me to clear streets up

R, realest niggas puttin' it
O, other can't see us now
C, through your hood snatch and reap up
But keep on me to clear streets up

R