Luyện nghe bài hát Roll Call

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

Fame]
Fuck the East Coast, is N.Y., N.Y.
N-I-N-E, make M-I-A
And I a, it's Fizzy Womack truck
don't get in my way
Fuck the jail faces, I leave your body for the to trace
along with the shell aces
Holler if you me
I turn your head into a skeleton
And leave it hollow if you me
I it funky, understand me son
I rock my untied, I don't plan to run
Niggas see Lil' Fame creep thru the street
my aluminum ass whoopa in the back-seat
What the fuck is this? Your Van Damme flick, that's
But I'm hear to up your day do
Yes (yes) yes (yes) yo
I step to my backwood to brown face and clippin

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

[Billy
Yo, what if I you, will you stand?
L-Y-D-A-N-Z-E (Danze)
Back a vengeance, listen Mr. Simmer
Before I throw tops through the back of your skimmer
Y'all niggas remember, 1-9-9-3 (M-O-P) what goin be
Just make it and clear
Come nigga, I can't hear nigga
I'm in one ear nigga (yeah nigga)
You cowards are pathetic, if you if I'm sympathetic
bet it, you should give me a little credit
I up where it's equivalent to none (none)
Wit blood in my (palm), I walk wit my arms (arms)
Hellerin marksmen (uh-huh), in the dark and the punks & barkin
At ease soldier, it's the untouchable type, that you
We pipes, it's over

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

Danze]
Aiyo we by the code of the streets
wit our peeps
Since it's hard to eat, we hardly
I put my life on the line step of the way
for a good cause (for you and yours) of course
Okay, now we establish that
where the fuck that money at
I know you got it, and I it Jack
Just me half of that
Take the other half and get yourself pack
And be back for that