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 eatin southern
I'm not a butt nut you that I never bang
But I more coochie than k.d. lang
But I'm not gonna kick an rap
And even if I did you that you couldnt fade it black
Cause my liek gold, or precious gems
While your like an 8th full of beeners and stems
Kid I love to sing
Call me the 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 my brothers name
Bill ritchie he in chicago
He rides through town in an
Maldo black, real white so I'm
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, it up take a hit and then pass it
That's how we do it when we down grass shit
guarenteed everytime we get hoe's
I play on my guitar, puff loud my big nose
never see me in thyland
But you can catch kid rock on a hot day rollin on the
b-b-bellisle
Bell-bellisle
Bellisle
(here in detriot)
Now wes chill you we go way back
Kid rock I remember guzzlin 40's in 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 stop
Oh yes, yes y'all, yes y'all, and ya quit
Oh yes, yes y'all, yes y'all, and ya don't
on wes, give 'em what ya got
Give me the mic and i'ma wreck ya the start to end
But gimme and gimme that and i'ma do you in
You talkin trash, I smoke ass so fast you wouldnt 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 want this 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 stand and i'ma getto bro
yo, I thought you knew when I'd be rollin deep
No fuckin nytol needed to put ass to sleep
I fly where there's dreads with the curly do
I screw hoe's from shamiqua to curly sue
You think I'm jokin, I'm pokin girl, she lovin me
Sugar walls to my balls how I'm shovin it
Wham bam you mam a dirty nigger wrote
And if man wanna trip 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 deal with 2 gettin wild bucks
That's how we do it were rollin on the island
Bellisle
Bell-bellisle
b-b-bellisle
(here in detriot)
Now prince vince I remember in your hood
With the 40's, hoe's, do I make understood?
Yeah, I put you on black hoes
They used to like your white ass, your blue eyes and your nose
we poked 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 were down in 93
Dont let me them slimmys when you roll 'em through
Cause if you do then ima choose the weapon that I gotta use
And light my dead on that forehead
Woof, woof, mother fucker now your left in red
Your runnin around 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 from the
Im droppin your on your best kid rock beat
Now ima kick ya this and like that
I'm a funky 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 young
Crazy, but now kickin it in the 90's
And cruew st. is where the niggers frontin
Just coolin with my buds, slangin shit late at
But the jealous trying to tell us
Slangin the way to get paid
But fuck the all I'm thinkin about is ponytail
I gotta get made, I got a pocket full of
Too much former rate, and I gotta rest 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 back for the
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 fuckers better pack your back
Bellisle
bell-bell-bellisle
Bellisle
(here in detriot)
I got my harley on the revvin
If a whip-it was a nipple I'd be in heaven
I'm straight 7 so what up?
Like bush wisk said you play pussy get fucked, outta luck
Cause I'm the best 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 the mind blowin home growin
In my back yard, in the sun you know I fry quick
lit when I be smokin that tye stick
Cause that's the kids all about
I rollin up on hoes and screamin balls in your mouth
From south alabama, montana, I'm smokin and
cause you know I am a
Little long haired high on, and you can kid rock
In the gutter on the mother island
Bellisle
Bell-bellisle
b-b-bellisle
(here in detriot)