Luyện nghe bài hát Roll Wit It

Hướng dẫn luyện nghe

Bạn hãy nghe bài hát và điền từ còn thiếu vào các ô trống.
Sau khi điền hết, bạn nhấn nút gửi bài ở phía dưới để được chấm điểm.
Với những câu trả lời sai, bạn hãy rê chuột lên ô nhập để xem đáp án đúng.
Nếu bạn muốn luyện nghe lại với các ô trống khác thì click vào link "Làm lại bài điền từ khác" ở cuối bài.

Bắt đầu làm bài nào

(Chorus)
If you boys got we can
wit it
In da club or da we can
Go wit it
It don't me none
Blow for wit it
Crack his wit a gun
I'ma sho it

(Project Pat)
In at the stop sign
out for one time
Clean on them
Niggas hate cause I'm bout
I'm on that
So the car's smokey
The glock's in the
Cause I'm dodgin the
Its hard on tha
Niggas livin a catfish
A killa, four kids
and a fat
Try to e'ry quarter ounce
Ain't no barred
We accept cash,
or ya ebit(EBT)
Like to start
At the we be flexin
And we'll a bitch
At hoes we be beckin
North to the full
My game they
A rope to the
You get by yo neck-in
Don't around here
You'z reckin
You get ya ass off
For playin and
Down in dirty
real muhfuckas rule
Hoes wearin skirties
Young act a fool

(Chorus x2)

(La Chat)
If there's ana to handle
I'm take care of my biz
I got a on ya body
I'm aimin for yo wig
I to show out on hoes
I love to cut up wit
These bitches get wrong
So I love tha trigga
And since you hoes won't
I got some lessons to
You betta call up the
He got a to preach
I ain't wit that arguin and cussin and
and fightin
I'm buckin off top
to takin yo life'n
La a mac slash killa
Only the real-a
I'm tryna let you its on
For you a nigga
A bitch be to talk shit
But do you what you say
A killa don't be talkin
They just be on way
I think you wanna get down
You boys ain't ready for
ain't nowhere you can hide
I out an APD
ain't game that ya playin
These bitches up slayin
I keep my to tha street
So hoe you what ya sayin

(Chorus x2)

(Project Pat)
lock me up just like Tupac
And I platinum
Layed it down for a
Now right at em
Took my game then it up
On a triple
Niggas rob, kill, murder,
For that ghetty
U.S. at my folks house
Wanna me dead
see me in a pine box
Bullet in my
Police, mane I did shit
Why you hatin
Ghetto love my rap songs
They to this
fists Knock ya eyeball
Clean out ya
Shoulda known it was starters
All in tha
Young niggas on powder
Gon off tha
tones in da club
You could get blown
Its a muhfuckin thang
ya hood
Slangin cane plenty change
All to the
Smokin blunt blunt
after pound
Throw a dead body in tha
High we get