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 fo' sho' it's 'bout to go
Niggaz graduated sellin' dope to snortin' dope

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

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

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

Snitches wanted to testify the that they 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, from 11-5,
You don't think legal, nigga we can take it to the scale
You gon' double your money, gon' get credit your bail

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

My biological father, was a sperm donor, the corner
Was the man killed 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 responsibility
The tryed to get wit me
To all of my dickin' inability
But it's gon' be some shit, when a is occurin'

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Everything I scratch and everything I
Touch it, for it, you niggaz kill for it
The new Juve tape, got you hoes loosin'
get your life straight, music to masturbate

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

Look, my be combustible like gases
When I'm for the mic and performin' for your masses
I'm never found on the ship steady sinkin'
Total control and all self my way of thinkin'

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

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

I'm gettin' tired, of this bullshit that we
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 from no nigga
Momma don't pray for me, I back down from no nigga
Momma pray for me, I don't back down from no nigga