Luyện nghe bài hát Roll Call

In the 2000...
still bangin
Squad!}
{The generation...}
Hey, hey, hey, hey
All right let me brake it down one for for you
You
Yo Primo hold me down son, 'cause we playin no motherfuckin games

[Lil'
the East Coast, this is N.Y., N.Y.
N-I-N-E, niggas M-I-A
And I spray a, Fizzy Womack truck
Bitch get in my way
the jail faces, I leave your body for the homicide to trace
Fight along with the shell
if you hear me
I turn your head into a skeleton
And it hollow if you hear me
I keep it funky, me son
I rock my untied, I don't plan to run
Niggas see Lil' Fame creep thru the back
my aluminum ass whoopa in the back-seat
What the fuck is Your Van Damme flick, that's cute
But I'm to fuck up your 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, Family empire
Fizzy Womack (clack-clack) reportin for Roll
International, bell ringer, bringer
swinga, SS Thousand, my index finger
We with the whole squad, First Family empire
Bert Dog (Bucka-Blaow) for Roll Call

Danze]
Yo, what if I you, will you stand?
B-I-Double (Danze)
Back a vengeance, listen Mr. Simmer
Before I throw copper tops through the back of skimmer
niggas remember, 1-9-9-3 (M-O-P) what it's goin be
Just make it loud and
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
Don't bet it, you should give me a little
I up where it's equivalent to none (none)
Wit blood in my palm (palm), I walk wit my (arms)
Hellerin marksmen (uh-huh), in the dark and the sparkin & barkin
At ease soldier, it's the untouchable type, you like
We pipes, it's over

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

Danze]
Aiyo we live by the of the streets
Move wit our
Since it's hard to eat, we sleep
I put my life on the line step of the way
It's for a cause (for you and yours) of course
Okay, now that we that
Nigga where the that money at
I you got it, and I want it Jack
Just give me of that
Take the half and get yourself another pack
And I'll be for that