Luyện nghe bài hát Roll With 'Em

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

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

Bodies bled, 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 they

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

Snitches wanted to the shit that they know
Set a on the front door, put a key in the door and the place blow
Look I been walkin' way mo', a coat full of yeh-yo
but clientele, from 11-5, sale
You don't think it's legal, we can take it to the scale
You gon' double your money, gon' get make your bail

With 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, momma pray for me
I don't back down 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 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 no nigga, they got a place for me

My biological father, was a sperm donor, the corner
Was the man that lil Lanny, who knew 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 gon' be some shit, when a collision is occurin'

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

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

That's inescapable, 'cause you capable, of puttin' my life in
And it's confusion, confusion draw conclusion
And shootin' up niggaz that pose a threat
Until somebody warns you that you're to death

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

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

Rap site tight and we be makin'
Clock six figures, with brown beats and
Drinkin' the riggers, poppa said the gon' fig us
I make, and everything I drive

Everything I and everything I ride
it, live for it, you niggaz kill for it
The new Juve tape, got you hoes loosin'
Can't get your life straight, to masturbate

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

Look, my lyrics be like gases
When I'm grabbin' for the mic and for your masses
I'm never found on the that's steady sinkin'
control and all about self my way of thinkin'

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

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

With that iron, I'ma 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 back down from no nigga, they got a place for me

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

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