Luyện nghe bài hát Roll The Shit

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

[50
Hey Slim, hey Shady look you done did
Made a Southside nigga get a pocket full of
Got that Bentley Mulsanne to that boat
leather seats in it, they match that dope
Kush smoke same to match that coat
I'm chin-chillin; Mo'
Dom poppin, rockin
My beat knockin, bitch watchin
My feds clockin my
Blew a grand apiece on all of my
Get your ass you step on my shit
you blink I'm all in yo' bitch
Put her in the club, teach her to turn
Jack'll be nimble, cum quick
This shit, break the paper off bitch
That shit fake, Audemars tick
Them ain't diamonds, what is this
I'm confused, bill don't go and pick
I'm a match that deal my hat
They said I off, I snapped right back
Nigga my money can't fit in no
Got a mil' for lil' 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
Took a Ninth Ward nigga from the made him big
Now every hoe want a kid from the Kidd
They tripped, and fell on my dick
Give me brain I ain't got no sense
I got change, dollars and cents
I got rich, ain't seen me since
Now it's all to make sense
I pull up in that brand new
All of a sudden I got new friends
Brand new chopper, go blakka
BRRRRRT, like I broke 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 ain't got no top
Man I'm than stove top
Gang, we on top
And we a smoke-out
low but I'm so high
Don't ask me, I don't why
I'll the shit and I'll smoke the shit
If I don't the shit don't task for shit, HUH!