Luyện nghe bài hát Rollin' on The Island

Bellisle
bell-bell-bellisle
Hey kid rock, tell 'em how your
Man I spend my birthdays at denny's eatin slams
I'm not a nut you know that I never bang
But I lick more than k.d. lang
But I'm not gonna an x-rated rap
And even if I did you know that you couldnt it black
my rap's liek gold, or precious gems
While your rap's like an 8th of beeners and stems
Kid rock I love to
Call me the king of pain, but my name ain't
Or roger clinton, I'm not riding off my fame
Cause all you sap suckers don't even know my name
Bill he lives in chicago
He rides town in an eldorado
black, real white so I'm lookin
And I gotta give it up to my in brooklyn
Romeo mt. to metro beat
From huston, to l.a., to stoney creek
I said, roll it up take a hit and then pass it
That's how we do it we roll down grass shit
It's guarenteed we get hoe's
I play on my guitar, puff through my big nose
You'll never see me in
But you can catch kid rock on a hot day rollin on the
Bellisle
bell-bell-bellisle
Bellisle
(here in detriot)
Now wes chill you know we go way
Kid rock I guzzlin 40's in your ford track
Yeah wes still my man so
Get on the mic and do the ya can
Oh yes, yes y'all, yes y'all, and ya stop
Oh yes, yes y'all, yes y'all, and ya don't
Oh yes, yes y'all, yes y'all, and ya stop
Come on wes, 'em what ya got
Give me the mic and i'ma wreck ya from the to end
But brew and gimme that and i'ma do you in
You talkin trash, I smoke that ass so you wouldnt know
hit you bro, so here I got you thought I couldnt flow
To a track back by kid rock g
Now even bitches in the subberbs they jock me
a smile pow wow they want this getto thing
So pow wow freaky chow, and ima let it
Born and in the e.d. so i'ma let cha know
Is that I stand strong and i'ma getto bro
Crew yo, I thought you knew I'd be rollin deep
No nytol needed to put your ass to sleep
I fly heads where there's dreads with the do
I screw hoe's from down to curly sue
You think I'm jokin, I'm pokin your girl, she me
Sugar to my balls that how I'm shovin it
Wham bam you mam a dirty nigger wrote
And if your man wanna trip I'll let the go
Pop, pop, pop, pop, now that nigger drop
There goes my girl, yell the phone call the cops
they come I'm gonna run outta my fuckin steals
And watch them hoe's in the flow like they was johnny
Want a real deal with 2 wild bucks wallet
That's how we do it when were on the island
Bellisle
Bell-bellisle
b-b-bellisle
(here in detriot)
Now prince vince I remember hangin in your
the 40's, hoe's, do I make myself understood?
Yeah, I put you on black hoes
They to like your white ass, your blue eyes and your pionty nose
Yeah we poked hoe's in (word)
I took your black ass out to the subberbes
People don't about you and me (or unity)
Aint it how were still down in 93
Dont let me catch them slimmys you roll 'em through
Cause if you do then ima hafta choose the weapon I gotta use
And light my infared dead on forehead
Woof, woof, woff mother now your left in red
Your runnin with a string of chicks
Now nigger you wanna see me or the k to the I to the mother fuckin d
Straight g's the streets
Im droppin your lyrics on your best kid beat
Now ima kick ya like and like that
I'm kickin a funky track with kid rock we go way back
in the day's to the late 80's
When I dropped the gang stuff, drunk, and dirty niggers
Crazy, but now were kickin it in the
And cruew st. is the niggers were frontin
Just coolin my buds, slangin shit late at night
But the jealous niggers to tell us
Slangin the way to get paid
But fuck the bullshit all I'm about is ponytail
I gotta get made, I got a full of lint
Too much late former rate, and I gotta it
Shit the hookers, the the takers, the pros
A nickle plated nina to explode
On any tryin to jack, rat-a-tat-tat
Put his ass on his for the comosat
Now can I keep my and get wild?
Me, kid rock and wes chill, just on the island
It's like this and like
I told you mother fuckers better your back
b-b-bellisle
Bell-bellisle
Bellisle
(here in detriot)
I got my harley on the highway
If a whip-it was a nipple I'd be lost in
I'm rollin 7 so what up?
Like bush said you play pussy get fucked, your outta luck
Cause I'm the best mother fucker from time
For breakfast I snort and eat pork rines
Shockin signs is I'm sowin
I'm the hoe and I'm knowin the mind blowin growin
In my back yard, lyin in the sun you I fry quick
lit when I be smokin that tye stick
Cause that's what the kids all
I like up on hoes and screamin balls in your mouth
From alabama, north montana, I'm smokin and
cause you know I am a
Little long haired on, and you can find kid rock
In the gutter on the fuckin island
b-b-bellisle
Bell-bellisle
Bellisle
(here in detriot)