Luyện nghe bài hát Roll Call

In the 2000...
{M-O-P} bangin
Squad!}
{The generation...}
Hey, hey, hey, hey
All right let me brake it one for time for you
You
Yo Primo hold me son, 'cause we ain't playin no motherfuckin games

[Lil'
the East Coast, this is N.Y., N.Y.
N-I-N-E, make niggas
And I spray a, it's Fizzy truck
don't get in my way
Fuck the jail faces, I leave your for the homicide to trace
Fight with the shell aces
Holler if you me
I your head into a skeleton skull
And leave it if you hear me
I it funky, understand me son
I rock my Timb's untied, I plan to run
Niggas see Lil' Fame creep the back street
With my aluminum ass in the back-seat
What the fuck is this? Your Van Damme flick, cute
But I'm hear to fuck up day do
Yes (yes) yes (yes) yo
I step to my backwood to face and start clippin

M.O.P. & Teflon]
International, bell ringer, ruckus
Downtown swinga, SS Thousand, my finger
We here with the whole squad, First Family
Fizzy Womack (clack-clack) for Roll Call
International, bell ringer, ruckus
Downtown swinga, SS Thousand, my index
We here with the whole squad, First empire
Dog (Bucka-Blaow) reportin for Roll Call

[Billy
Yo, if I leave you, will you stand?
L-Y-D-A-N-Z-E (Danze)
Back a vengeance, listen Mr. Simmer
Before I throw copper tops through the back of your
Y'all niggas remember, (M-O-P) what it's goin be
Just make it and clear
Come here nigga, I hear nigga
I'm deaf in one ear (yeah nigga)
You cowards are pathetic, if you wonderin if I'm
Don't bet it, you should give me a credit
I grew up where it's to none (none)
Wit blood in my palm (palm), I walk wit my (arms)
Hellerin marksmen (uh-huh), in the dark and the punks sparkin &
At soldier, it's the untouchable type, that you like
We pipes, it's over

[Lil'
I rip ya on a Nagamichi system
feel me, I want my goons
Straight the tunes of Makaveli
Headed to Queens kid, bumpin mean shit
Bumps on the side of me, smokin some green shit
(First Faaaaaaam) Feel the son
We heavy metal, what's love? (Ghetto prisoners)
Racka (bung-bung) Racka (bung-bung) rrrrrrrrrrrrracka,

[Billy
Aiyo we by the code of the streets
Move wit our
it's hard to eat, we hardly sleep
I put my on the line every step of the way
It's for a cause (for you and yours) of course
Okay, now that we establish
Nigga where the that money at
I know you got it, and I it Jack
Just give me of that
Take the half and get yourself another pack
And I'll be back for