Luyện nghe bài hát Roc the Mic

[Beanie Ho, ho
Bounce
[Beanie Holla
Bounce, bounce, bounce

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

[Verse 1 -
I miss the hood I'm travelin', get neck when I'm travelin'
Chicks peck when I'm travelin'
Fuck a Lex cause the click fit good in the
Slide through your hood like an
Take a flick if you get a chance get close
Fuck an advance, cause I get dough
with me, enemies come sleep with me for breakfast
Guaranteed to eat this
I'm reckless, firestarter, heat your
A starvin' artist that a eat ya'll tracks, so bring 'em around
I be around 'Ricans loca
They all got the toasters, don't need no
I got six stashed 'em around
So I don't get left around around when I leave
In the winter, rock sleaves reason the pound
With the heat blastin', keep actin' the heat
Marine shinin', Marine fashion back 'em down
Niggas gon' keep hatin' and my click gon' grindin'
movin', lockin' the town

It's Freeway in the place B. Sig
And I got what it 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 with Young Free
And I got what it to rock the mic right, yeah
Still watch what you sy out your
Cause 50 still will turn the club out, ho

[Verse 2 - Beanie
It's Mack, daddy, young,
No he the OG gangsta
Yes I is, come on don't I kid
I cribs like Left Eye did
Notorious like that kid, B.I.G. or small you can get it
Dead wrong, tryin' to brawl a strong armored midget
I the nine out my pocket I'm lyin'
I the Mac out the closet, start firin'
For you cats outta pocket, stop
that, get back, clap iron
You know, low, keep firin', uh
I put the led in the gat, the go clap
I lay cats flat on they back, stop fuckin' this radical cat
You fuck and need a medical cat
The led'll go clap, your go back, uh
It's B. Sig in the to be
With two heater on the waist of me, man facin' me

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

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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
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