Luyện nghe bài hát Roc the Mic

[Beanie Ho, ho
[Freeway]:
Sigel]: Holla
[Freeway]: Bounce, bounce,

[Beanie
It's B. Sig in the with Young Free
And I got it takes to rock the mic right
Still watch what you say out mouth
Cause 50 shots still will the club out

1 - Freeway]:
I miss the hood when I'm travelin', get when I'm travelin'
peck wood when I'm travelin'
Fuck a Lex cause the fit good in the Caravan
Slide through your like an avalanche
Take a flick if you get a get that close
an advance, cause I get that dough
Beef with me, enemies sleep with me for breakfast
Guaranteed to eat toast
I'm reckless, firestarter, heat folks
A starvin' artist a eat ya'll tracks, so don't bring 'em around
I be 'Ricans vida loca
They all got the toasters, don't no gats
I got six leave 'em around
So I don't get around haters around when I leave
In the winter, rock short sleaves reason the
With the heat blastin', keep actin' the heat
Techno shinin', Marine fashion back 'em down
Niggas gon' keep hatin' and my click gon' grindin'
Keep movin', lockin' the

It's in the place with B. Sig
And I got it takes to rock the mic right, yeah
Still what you say to me prick
I got what it takes to dump the AK clip

[Beanie
It's B. Sig in the place with Free
And I got what it takes to the mic right, yeah
watch what you sy out your mouth
Cause 50 shot still will the club out, ho

[Verse 2 - Beanie
Mack, daddy, young, strappy
No he ain't the OG
Yes I is, on don't test I kid
I firebomb cribs Left Eye did
like that Bed-Stuy kid, B.I.G. or small you can get it
Dead wrong, like tryin' to brawl a strong midget
I the nine out my pocket I'm lyin'
I pull the Mac out the closet, firin'
For you cats outta pocket, stop
Take that, get back, clap
You know, stay low, firin', uh
I put the led in the gat, the metal go
I lay cats flat on they back, stop fuckin' with radical cat
You fuck around and a medical cat
The led'll go clap, head'll go back, uh
It's B. Sig in the to be
two heater on the waist of me, man who's facin' me

[Verse 3 -
Big nickels your way don't trip
Get folded your way, got soldiers down your way
Keep quiet down way no lip
All of need to run yo'self
Go get the burna nigga, yo'self
Or I come through with the make you lose yo' health
Fast, roll with dashes, move Cassius Clay
Move yay like caskets, there's a there's a way
Obey my thirst, move yay through
Sprite, without Nike's
I do it bar break your basket
Yeah, you damn right, ice
I pull up to your honey car and her basket
International post player, circle the
You don't wanna be ho playas, circle the
Bend over backwards, without for backwoods

x2]

All of ya'll to run yo'self
Go get the burna nigga bang
All of ya'll need to run
Go get the burna nigga yo'self
Shit, shit, the, it's the Roc nigga, whoo, whoo, whoo
And one, and another one...