Luyện nghe bài hát Roll Call

Attention, little
I know, you're of his
If it no Cham, then it ain't gon' jam
I threw it off a

And if it your ears
And you're tired, of what you
have no fear, the Messiah's here
We gon' shut it down, this year,

A.N.I. out in Cleveland, Eminem out in
Lucky in Abilene, waiting for my arrival
Music City in V.A., say hey ain't tighter
Super Sounds in Atlanta like where that Mix Tap

Colorado fa sho, they say that Koopa's on
Ask at Eackazam, he'll tell you I'm no liar
Been in the for a minute, I'm one of the biggest suppliers
I'm the rapper they waiting for, you the rapper tired of

How the hell you say you blew up so and then rub it in
When you ain't seen a royalty check and know 'bout publishing
I feel for the thirteen year old teenagers, who loving him
They try to tangle the sharks but I'm sorry, he doesn't swim

rip off another limb, no need for partici-hating
I suggest that you get to the spot and just switch locations
I wouldn't stop if he told me, if him and Clark was dating
he couldn't spit hotter than me that pussy was kissing Satan

I the public is waiting for Controversy to sail
Most of the rest of the real niggaz locked and ain't made
Pimp, Z-Ro, 50/50 locked up behind
'Cause of snitch figga ass like Dike Jones trying to tell

Who? Hell naw, who? naw
He told me a story then the one he trying to tell y'all
Who? naw, who? Hell naw
I don't wan' diss my old dog so chunk a deuce for Paul

Who told DSR that he make more me and P
And my nigga Slim Thee, Dike could it be
You could of praised my body and couldn't afford a sleeve
I don't even drop a CD and still clear more than G's

A month and it's just my check and even got to my savings
The the bank is saving, plus the money my safe is saving
Let's flame him since he say he blazing
He blew up quick and nobody was to save him

Keep it cool I tried to but you know I'm a
Get respect in Louisiana and all the way to
Florida DJ Smallz, Atlanta with DJ
Off this money I make, I'll go hit the Bahamas

Get respect in Cali, they popping collars
Get respect of the streets, you get to tollers
So I'm trying to say is, I'ma be here regardless
I'm the they waiting for, you the rapper they tired of

Tha-thank you Chamillion, um, you heard it here
At WKTB work your booty, radio station, um
There seems to be an excessive amount of artists out here
And we have a couple of artists here that the same way
Uh, let me hear you have to say here sir

Let me silence all the talk, match up with my vault
You ain't getting no from real G's on the North
You get put in duct tape, you you too soft
no rapper got broke off this hard since Tha Boss

I've seen your but I how much it cost
You can't be like E.S.G. and let your body
Seen the studio you was saying, was Swishahouse
But that was Tow Down's and that was the South

You in the dope game
Real niggaz know, he wasn't cocaine
Real po' a whole cup of that drank
Niggaz I know, repeating your name

What you gonna say now? is a clown
Come around hurry and you gon' get down
Man hold up I'm in the club, sipping
And getting tired of Dike Jones in D-Town

And a one and a two and a three
Who he with? Man it sho ain't nobody
Pass me the Nina, don't I got it
Whodie I'll blow his chest up, he won't nobody

I was gripping on my steal and wood wheel, wheel
Music on the radio, I couldn't feel, feel
Popped in a tape 'cause I'm trill
Pussy nigga, nigga, get real, get real

But nigga don't make me this steel
Pull it, I'll levitate your
Nigga you represent the real
My nigga, ever say you do

I turn that scene, to a crime
Don't make me, yellow tape your
'Cause DJ Screw, Screw
And Screw, you
Man bring it back, I'm it