Luyện nghe bài hát Roll With Me

[P.
Yeah.. uh-huh, uh-huh-huh..

Yeah,
This big 'Ball mayn, P. and MJG
We raw (we raw) if pimp was a drug we'd O.D. (c'mon)
Got game for days - betta keep yo' broad away from a like me
I likes to play (I to play)
the top and feel the summer breeze (let's go)
I you can get with that, flippin through the city
lights and all my G's is out here rollin wit me (c'mon)
Big trucks, or fo'-deep in a old
Lookin for the hoes, at a club - full of drunk
(WHAT WHAT WHAT?) Who wanna get it non-stop
(WHO YOU WHO YOU WIT?) Yo chill fo' dem guns pop
Official anthem, say what you drankin shorty?
Pop that Henn somethin let's get this party started
I roll with Bad (Bad Boy) we like them bad girls (bad girls)
Them fast girls, them love to that ass girls (shake that ass)
Get me, let's get a suite, order somethin to eat
Tell me things about you (c'mon) and I'll tell you about me
(Let's go)

Faith Evans]
Sho' nuff ridin, won'tcha come with me
Come on, with me
We can put the top down on the highway and the breeze
We can feel the
Baby we can kiss the sky, don't if we never come down
We ain't comin down
Reppin N-Y-C and Memphis is how it goes down..

[P.
(Uh-huh, yeah)
Yeah, uhh
Let's blow the off (roof off) let's ride out (ride out)
Let's try to put these lights out (lights out)
Just flow with me (flow me)
It's Diddy with some niggaz that y'all know me
(Who?) & MJG (that's right)
We got it man (c'mon) Harlem to Tennessee
Let's through 'em, how I call it is how I see it (that's right)
Let yourself go (self go) the way I keep it
with a smile reminds you of my Bentley front grill (ehehe)
Yes it's on again (c'mon) to a place you
I'm lookin out my rearview, fresh too (yeah)
at your man (holla at him) I'm clean and I'm tight (c'mon)
That's all day and night, these fit me right
Just bendin - know just where you can find
me picture this (picture this) you have to use yo' mind
What you know (you know good)
It's world and I'm just in it (what?)
just the way that God must have meant it
of the man

Pimp tyte!
Fin' to get up on the mic a passion
Get up on some Gwen, my chick get her ass in
For the track, make my
Bring it on back to the middle of the
I want the stack
Plus I, a little more, I gotta eat a little mo'
My seed gotta
I got a reason to flow, a to show
I mean is I go
off like a champ, when I cling to the
My twinkies shine when I hit the strip, dippin
Strictly pimpin, as long as tricks in women
the Memphis Tenn., to the N-Y-C I'm representin
I put mo' spice into yo' life yo' entire kitchen
Big dickin, hoes with anaconda
If my pimpin was a drink be a can of Thunder
I slang lumber, a spell I keep my under
Through all seasons, they fall winter spring and
I hit the highway out pistol grippin
But I ain't trippin though I'm high as hell,

- 2X