Luyện nghe bài hát Roll The Shit

"I really hate to resort
To knockin elderly in the head for they money!
But I'll do it! do it!
Yea, you know do it
do it, I'll do it
Yea, you know do it
I like high, mm-uh-uh"
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[Chorus: 50 (Kidd Kidd)]
roll the shit, I'll smoke the shit
(Nigga I'm as a muh'fucker)
I'll roll the shit, I'll smoke the {"The Letter C"}
(Ain't nann nigga to come tell me nothin)
I'll roll the shit, I'll smoke the
(I'll make yo' come smoke with me)
I'll roll the shit - roll the shit
(That's why yo' wan' roll with me, huh!)
My Bentley ain't got no top
hot, I'm checkin my AP
If I shout let's roll, then bitch you roll
Nigga you be crazy
roll the shit, I'll smoke the shit...
I'll roll the - I'll smoke the shit...

[50
Hey Slim, hey Shady look what you did
Made a Southside nigga get a full of bread
Got Bentley Mulsanne to match that boat
Beige leather seats in it, match that dope
Kush smoke same color to match coat
I'm chin-chillin; Mo'
Dom poppin, rockin
My knockin, your bitch watchin
My feds my shit
Blew a grand apiece on all of my
Get your ass whipped you step on my
you blink I'm all in yo' bitch
Put her in the club, teach her to trick
Jack'll be nimble, cum quick
This shit, break the paper off bitch
That shit fake, don't tick
ain't diamonds, what is this shit?
I'm confused, bill don't go and pick
I'm a match that with my hat
They said I fell off, I snapped right
Nigga my can't fit in no safe
Got a mil' for e'ry bump on yo' face
Tryin to mine, I'm walkin up in the vault
Better have a pound if you niggaz wan'

[Kidd (50 Cent):]
HUH! 50 Cent, look what you did
a Ninth Ward nigga from the hood made him big
Now every hoe a kid from the Kidd Kidd
tripped, slipped and fell on my dick
Give me brain like I got no sense
I got change, dollars and lil'
I got rich, ain't seen me since
Now it's all startin to sense
I pull up in brand new Benz
All of a I got brand new friends
new chopper, bitch go blakka
BRRRRRT, like I just wind
(I the shit, I smoke the shit)
I she was in my bed
(I the shit - I smoke the shit)
Damn! I through all my bread
That Lambo got no top
Man I'm hotter stove top
Gang, we on top
And we a smoke-out
low but I'm so high
Don't ask me, I know why
I'll the shit and I'll smoke the shit
If I don't pass the shit don't for shit, HUH!