Luyện nghe bài hát Rollin' on The Island

Bellisle
bell-bell-bellisle
Hey kid rock, tell 'em how livin
Man I spend my birthdays at denny's southern slams
I'm not a butt nut you know 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 you couldnt fade it black
Cause my liek gold, or precious gems
While your rap's like an 8th full of and stems
Kid rock I love to
Call me the king of pain, but my ain't sting
Or roger clinton, I'm not riding off my brothers
Cause all you sap don't even know my brothers name
Bill he lives in chicago
He rides through town in an
Maldo black, real so I'm lookin
And I gotta give it up to my homies in
Romeo mt. clemens to beat
From huston, to l.a., to stoney creek
Like I said, roll it up take a hit and then it
That's how we do it when we roll down shit
It's guarenteed everytime we get
I on my guitar, puff loud through my big nose
never see me in thyland
But you can catch kid on a hot day rollin on the island
b-b-bellisle
Bell-bellisle
b-b-bellisle
(here in detriot)
Now wes chill you know we go way
Kid rock I remember guzzlin 40's in your ford
wes your still my man so
Get on the mic and do the ya can
Oh yes, yes y'all, yes y'all, and ya don't
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, give 'em ya got
Give me the mic and wreck ya from the start to end
But brew and gimme that and i'ma do you in
You talkin trash, I smoke that ass so you wouldnt know
What hit you bro, so I got you thought I couldnt flow
To a layed back by kid rock g
Now even white bitches in the they jock me
With a smile pow wow they want getto thing
So pow wow freaky chow, and ima let it
Born and raised in the e.d. so i'ma let cha
Is that wrong I strong and i'ma getto bro
Crew yo, I you knew when I'd be rollin deep
No nytol needed to put your ass to sleep
I fly heads where there's with the curly do
I screw hoe's from down to curly sue
You think I'm jokin, I'm pokin your girl, she me
Sugar walls to my balls that how I'm it
Wham bam thank you mam a dirty nigger
And if your man wanna I'll let the trigger go
Pop, pop, pop, pop, now watch that drop
There goes my girl, yell the phone somebody call the
When they come I'm run outta my fuckin steals
And watch them hoe's in the flow like they was gill
Want a real with 2 gettin wild bucks wallet
That's how we do it were rollin on the island
Bellisle
bell-bell-bellisle
Bellisle
(here in detriot)
Now prince vince I remember hangin in your
With the 40's, hoe's, do I make understood?
Yeah, I put you on them black
They to like your white ass, your blue eyes and your pionty nose
Yeah we hoe's in heards (word)
Then I your black ass out to the subberbes
People know about you and me (or unity)
Aint it funny how still down in 93
let me catch them slimmys when you roll 'em through
Cause if you do ima hafta choose the weapon that I gotta use
And light my dead on that forehead
Woof, woof, woff mother fucker now left in red
Your around with a string of chicks
Now you don't wanna see me or the k to the I to the mother fuckin d
Straight g's the streets
Im droppin your lyrics on best kid rock beat
Now ima kick ya like this and that
I'm kickin a funky track with kid rock we go way back
Back in the day's to the late
I dropped the gang stuff, drunk, and dirty young niggers
Crazy, but now were kickin it in the
And cruew st. is where the niggers frontin
Just with my buds, slangin shit late at night
But the niggers trying to tell us
ain't the way to get paid
But fuck the all I'm thinkin about is ponytail
I gotta get made, I got a pocket of lint
Too much late former rate, and I rest it
the hookers, the hoe's the takers, the pros
A nickle plated ready to explode
On any nigger tryin to jack,
Put his ass on his for the comosat
Now can I keep my and get wild?
Me, kid rock and wes chill, coolin on the island
like this and like that
I told you mother fuckers better your back
b-b-bellisle
Bell-bellisle
b-b-bellisle
(here in detriot)
I got my on the highway revvin
If a whip-it was a nipple I'd be lost in
I'm straight 7 so what up?
Like bush wisk said you pussy get fucked, your outta luck
Cause I'm the mother fucker from this time
For breakfast I snort cocaine and eat rines
signs is what I'm sowin
I'm the hoe and I'm knowin the mind home growin
In my yard, lyin in the sun you know I fry quick
Gettin lit when I be that tye stick
Cause that's what the all about
I like rollin up on hoes and screamin balls in your
From south alabama, north montana, I'm and
Chackin you know I am a
long haired high on, and you can find kid rock
In the gutter on the mother fuckin
b-b-bellisle
Bell-bellisle
b-b-bellisle
(here in detriot)