Luyện nghe bài hát Rollin' on The Island

Bellisle
Bell-bellisle
Hey kid rock, tell 'em how your
Man I spend my birthdays at denny's southern slams
I'm not a butt nut you know I never bang
But I more coochie 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
Cause my rap's liek gold, or precious
While your rap's like an 8th of beeners and stems
Kid rock I to sing
me the king of pain, but my name ain't sting
Or roger clinton, I'm not riding off my brothers
Cause all you sap suckers don't even know my brothers
Bill he lives in chicago
He through town in an eldorado
Maldo black, real so I'm lookin
And I give it up to my homies in brooklyn
Romeo mt. to metro beat
From huston, to l.a., to stoney creek
Like I said, roll it up a hit and then pass it
That's how we do it when we down grass shit
It's guarenteed we get hoe's
I play on my guitar, puff through my big nose
never see me in thyland
But you can kid rock on a hot day rollin on the island
Bellisle
bell-bell-bellisle
Bellisle
(here in detriot)
Now wes chill you we go way back
Kid rock I guzzlin 40's in your ford track
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 don't
Come on wes, 'em what ya got
Give me the mic and wreck ya from the start to end
But gimme brew and gimme and i'ma do you in
You talkin trash, I smoke that ass so fast you know
What hit you bro, so I got you thought I couldnt flow
To a track back by kid rock g
Now even white bitches in the subberbs they me
With a smile pow wow they want this getto
So pow wow chow, and ima let it hang
Born and raised in the e.d. so i'ma let cha
Is that wrong I stand and i'ma getto bro
Crew yo, I thought you when I'd be rollin deep
No fuckin nytol to put your ass to sleep
I fly heads where there's with the curly do
I hoe's from shamiqua down to curly sue
You I'm jokin, I'm pokin your girl, she lovin me
walls to my balls that how I'm shovin it
Wham bam thank you mam a nigger wrote
And if your man trip I'll let the trigger go
Pop, pop, pop, pop, now that nigger drop
There goes my girl, the phone somebody call the cops
When they come I'm gonna run outta my steals
And watch them hoe's in the flow like was johnny gill
Want a deal with 2 gettin wild bucks wallet
That's how we do it were rollin on the island
b-b-bellisle
Bell-bellisle
Bellisle
(here in detriot)
Now prince vince I hangin in your hood
the 40's, hoe's, do I make myself understood?
Yeah, I put you on them black
They to like your white ass, your blue eyes and your pionty nose
we poked hoe's in heards (word)
Then I took your ass out to the subberbes
don't know about you and me (or unity)
Aint it funny how were still in 93
Dont let me catch them slimmys when you 'em through
Cause if you do then ima choose the weapon that I gotta use
And my infared dead on that forehead
Woof, woof, woff mother now your left in red
Your runnin around with a string of
Now you don't wanna see me or the k to the I to the mother fuckin d
Straight g's from the
Im droppin your lyrics on your kid rock beat
Now ima kick ya this and like that
I'm kickin a track with kid rock because 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 kickin it in the 90's
And cruew st. is where the niggers were
Just with my buds, slangin shit late at night
But the jealous trying to tell us
ain't the way to get paid
But fuck the bullshit all I'm about is ponytail
I gotta get made, I got a pocket of lint
Too much late former rate, and I gotta it
Shit the hookers, the hoe's the takers, the
A plated nina ready to explode
On any tryin to jack, rat-a-tat-tat
Put his ass on his for the comosat
Now can I my style and get wild?
Me, kid rock and wes chill, coolin on the island
like this and like that
I told you mother fuckers pack your back
Bellisle
Bell-bellisle
b-b-bellisle
(here in detriot)
I got my harley on the highway
If a whip-it was a I'd be lost in heaven
I'm straight 7 so what up?
Like bush wisk said you play pussy get fucked, your luck
I'm the best mother fucker from this time
For breakfast I snort and eat pork rines
Shockin is what I'm sowin
I'm the hoe and I'm knowin the blowin home growin
In my back yard, lyin in the sun you know I fry
Gettin lit when I be smokin tye stick
Cause that's what the all about
I like rollin up on hoes and screamin in your mouth
From south alabama, north montana, I'm and
cause you know I am a
Little long haired high on, and you can find kid
In the on the mother fuckin island
b-b-bellisle
Bell-bellisle
b-b-bellisle
(here in detriot)