Luyện nghe bài hát Roll With Me

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

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

[Chorus: Evans]
Sho' ridin, won'tcha come roll with me
on, roll with me
We can put the top down on the highway and feel the
We can feel the
Baby we can kiss the sky, don't matter if we never 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 roof off (roof off) let's out (ride out)
Let's try to put city lights out (lights out)
flow with me (flow with me)
It's Diddy with some that y'all know with me
(Who?) & MJG (that's right)
We got it man (c'mon) from Harlem to
roll through 'em, how I call it is how I see it (that's right)
Let yourself go (self go) the way I it real
with a smile that reminds you of my Bentley front (ehehe)
Yes it's on again (c'mon) to a place you
I'm lookin out my rearview, gear too (yeah)
Holla at your man (holla at him) I'm and I'm tight (c'mon)
all day and night, these shoes fit me right
Just corners - know just where you can find
me picture this (picture this) you only to use yo' mind
What you know (you know good)
It's world and I'm just in it (what?)
It's just the way that God must meant it
of the man

Pimp tyte!
Fin' to get up on the mic with a
Get up on some pads Gwen, my get her ass in
For the track, my money
it on back to the middle of the flo'
I the whole stack
Plus I, need a little more, I gotta eat a mo'
My gotta grow
I got a reason to flow, a reason to
What I is I go
off like a champ, when I to the flo'
My twinkies shine when I hit the strip, 'llac
pimpin, as long as tricks invest in women
From the Memphis Tenn., to the N-Y-C I'm
I put mo' spice into yo' than yo' entire kitchen
Big dickin, chokin with anaconda
If my pimpin was a it'd be a can of Thunder
I lumber, a spell I keep my women under
Through all seasons, they winter spring and summer
I hit the highway out pistol grippin
But I ain't trippin though I'm high as hell,

- 2X