Luyện nghe bài hát Rock N Roll

Hey little mama, I got some of that Bon Jovi, you me
Have you flying in the air you living on a bird, ow
We on the corner serving that n roll, rock n roll, rock n roll
on the corner with that rock n roll, r-r-rock n roll

Willie Nelson nigga, we run
Crocodile hat, cowboy rap, hammer game
on from Ghana, Boca retire in a yacht
With the middle Lex, pop my llama

Movies get made in HD, me against eighty-three
I'm a scout, face it so me
It's nothing you can do my real niggas
Not the I rest my head with, my son a real cool piranha, yeah

Two scooters, the new Rugers
Floating through the Beverly
Counting ten up my shooter
All of these is high powered, Bob style, my nigga
Posted up, yeah, front and master child

hustler, switch color, most of them rich brothers'll
Hold they own, fuck it and switch
Luggage's, the real shit, who shit
Niggas is nothing, blow a blunt, we peel shit,

Hey little mama, I got some of that Bon Jovi, you me
Have you flying in the air you living on a bird, ow
We on the corner serving rock n roll, rock n roll, rock n roll
Posted on the corner that rock n roll, r-r-rock n roll

Hey, little mama, have you ever took a hit of Jagger?
Yeah, I bet it will ya
Now a hit of this rock n roll, rock n roll, r-r-rock n roll
It's powerful shit

Everything platinum, my baggage
You a platinum rock? Then go see Larry
He got the yellow hat, yellow Max's here, like me
With a yellow back, pretty hair

Suck a dick like a wind
With Bobby on speed dial, his ex gal stayed on a check
I got that Mickey, baby, mama
I got the bomb, call me Tom

Move like a back, 21 Tomlinson
Know how to it back, you should pay homaging
Shit is too potent, make you feel vomiting
Your black, white birds can give me five like

Pop the champagne for the illest hustler in the
I got the Floyd eyes on all day
And I ain't even mention my yet
'Cause I wanna have you freaked out over this real shit

Hey little mama, I got of that Bon Jovi, you know me
Have you flying in the air like you on a bird, ow
We on the corner that rock n roll, rock n roll, rock n roll
Posted on the corner with rock n roll, r-r-rock n roll

Hey, little mama, have you ever took a hit of Mick
Yeah, I bet it will ya
Now take a hit of this rock n roll, rock n roll, n roll
It's powerful shit

Joe, hoe up, we in the building
Let the birds fly, rock star to my
Anything else,
Go

Rock star you Red Hot Chilli Peppers
I can't front this red drop got me extra
I the top so I can show the stones
I got the sour so I'm Rolling

I'm popping shit on my phone
I never 'cause I keep the fully loaded chrome
And my niggas even stay a fan
That's why we pour liquor for the Dead
(We you)

And where I'm from it's either Guns or
And fuck with me, you need a of roses
And lord I keep the Led Zeppelin
A front and then we back wrestling

And you can tell bitches feeling me
We got white girl, nigga, Sheila E.
Diplomats, we the
We finna be than The Beatles, go

Hey little mama, I got some of Bon Jovi, you know me
Have you flying in the air you living on a bird, ow
We on the corner serving that rock n roll, n roll, rock n roll
on the corner with that rock n roll, r-r-rock n roll

Hey, little mama, have you ever took a hit of Mick
Yeah, I bet it will ya
Now take a hit of rock n roll, rock n roll, r-r-rock n roll
It's some shit

And Chin-Chang, I'm sorry, he he