Luyện nghe bài hát Roll With 'Em

It's enemy turf I'm on, so I'ma play it how it go
Cock the hollow points my black calico
Hit the coat with some of grams of that dope fo' it's 'bout to go
graduated from sellin' dope to snortin' dope

Gangsta be heads
Lil Reggie be bustin'
K.C., he be heads
Think I ain't nustin' heads

bled, I'll put infrared up in your Cutlass
You play with 226, my clique so I say fuck it
Ruckus, war deep, War III in the mix
5 hot soys runnin', bringin' G's to clique

With them round tip-tips, to make sure niggaz ain't breathin'
You recievin', a punishment for not
head lookin' for me, 'cause I'm hot and word don' got loose
Bundles of fronted, from the Magnolia to the Goose

Snitches wanted to testify the shit that know
Set a bomb on the front door, put a key in the door and the blow
Look I been walkin' way mo', with a full of yeh-yo
Nothin' but clientele, 11-5, sale
You think it's legal, nigga we can take it to the scale
You gon' your money, gon' get credit make your bail

With that iron, I'ma roll wit' 'em, momma pray for me
I don't back down from no nigga, got a place for me
that iron, I'ma roll wit' 'em, momma don't pray for me
I don't back from no nigga, they got a place for me

that iron, I'ma roll wit' 'em, momma don't pray for me
I don't back down from no nigga, they got a for me
With that iron, I'ma roll wit' 'em, don't pray for me
I don't back from no nigga, they got a place for me

My father, was a sperm donor, around the corner
Was the man that killed lil Lanny, who we'd understand it
That way that, my mother was to her kids
So he took us in his home, and he raised his own

Now we grown, and we learned
The tryed to get wit me
To all of my dickin' inability
But it's be some shit, when a collision is occurin'

Asurin', of me a factor, through '97 and after
And I'ma to, get my ten percent
Or get punished, like the rest of these niggaz and there's evidence
ever since all these cars and all these mansions

And all luxuries was givin'
You wasn't givin' no thanks, to the you was livin'
So I'ma keep an mind and make the right decision
And tell you niggaz shit, and put my self in a position

That's inescapable, 'cause you capable, of my life in danger
And it's causin' confusion, confusion conclusion
And up some niggaz that pose a threat
Until somebody warns you that you're close to

With that iron, I'ma wit' 'em, momma don't pray for me
I don't down from no nigga, they got a place for me
With that iron, I'ma roll 'em, momma don't pray for me
I don't back down from no nigga, got a place for me

With that iron, I'ma roll wit' 'em, momma don't for me
I don't back down no nigga, they got a place for me
With that iron, I'ma roll wit' 'em, momma don't for me
I don't back down from no nigga, they got a for me

love ya, don't need ya
So why the would I feed ya
You want my riches, delete ya
'Cause it's movin', shakin' number one spot takin'

Rap site and money we be makin'
Clock six figures, with brown and triggers
from the riggers, poppa said the gon' fig us
Everything I make, and everything I

Everything I scratch and I ride
Touch it, live for it, you kill for it
The new Juve tape, got you loosin' weight
Can't get your straight, music to masturbate

a, nigga like me boy and you better
Have on your bulletproof sweater, in an armored Jetta
Beware of these, in E's
Every time you you recievin' a part of me

Look, my lyrics be combustible like
When I'm grabbin' for the mic and for your masses
I'm found on the ship that's steady sinkin'
Total and all about self my way of thinkin'

Bankin', off top, runnin' with boys from the block
Totin' glocks that we only use we put on the spot
Now I got, a to live for than to die
Keepin' a inventory on my supply, of gettin' high
Know to stop, don't wanna be it, can't even see it
Not even little niggaz that I be wit'

With that iron, roll wit' 'em, momma don't pray for me
I back down from no nigga, they got a place for me
With iron, I'ma roll wit' 'em, momma don't pray for me
I don't down from no nigga, they got a place for me

With that iron, I'ma roll wit' 'em, momma pray for me
I don't back down from no nigga, got a place for me
With that iron, I'ma roll wit' 'em, momma pray for me
I back down from no nigga, they got a place for me

I'm gettin' tired, of this bullshit we hearin'
I'm tired, 'bout to get my iron ready to ride
Ready to ride, to ride
Ready to ride, lil

Momma don't pray for me, I don't back down no nigga
Momma don't pray for me, I don't down from no nigga
Momma don't pray for me, I don't back down no nigga