Luyện nghe bài hát Roll With Me

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

Yeah,
big 'Ball mayn, P. Diddy and MJG
We raw mayn (we raw) if pimp was a drug O.D. (c'mon)
Got game for days - keep yo' broad away from a nigga like me
I likes to (I likes to play)
Drop the top and the summer breeze (let's go)
I you can get with 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 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 roll somethin let's get this started
I roll with Bad Boys (Bad Boy) we them bad girls (bad girls)
Them fast girls, them love to shake 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)

[Chorus: Faith
nuff ridin, won'tcha come roll with me
Come on, roll me
We can put the top down on the highway and feel the
We can feel the
Baby we can kiss the sky, matter if we never come down
We ain't never comin
N-Y-C and Memphis Tennessee is how it goes down..

[P.
(Uh-huh, yeah)
Yeah, uhh
blow the roof off (roof off) let's ride out (ride out)
Let's try to put these city out (lights out)
Just with me (flow with me)
It's Diddy with some niggaz 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 go (self go) the way I keep it real
with a that reminds you of my Bentley front grill (ehehe)
Yes it's on again (c'mon) to a near you
I'm lookin out my rearview, gear too (yeah)
Holla at man (holla at him) I'm clean and I'm tight (c'mon)
That's all day and night, shoes fit me right
Just bendin corners - just where you can find
me this (picture this) you only have 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 have it
of the man

Pimp tyte!
Fin' to get up on the mic a passion
Get up on pads 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
What I is I go
off like a champ, when I to the flo'
My twinkies shine I hit the strip, 'llac dippin
pimpin, as long as tricks invest in women
From the Memphis Tenn., to the I'm representin
I put mo' spice yo' life than yo' entire kitchen
Big dickin, hoes with anaconda
If my pimpin was a it'd be a can of Thunder
I slang lumber, a spell I keep my under
Through all seasons, they fall winter and summer
I hit the highway smoked out pistol
But I ain't though I'm high as hell, spaceship'n

- 2X