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 know that I bang
But I lick more coochie k.d. lang
But I'm not gonna kick an rap
And even if I did you know you couldnt fade it black
Cause my rap's liek gold, or precious
While your like an 8th full of beeners and stems
Kid rock I love to
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 know my brothers
Bill ritchie he in chicago
He rides town in an eldorado
Maldo black, real so I'm lookin
And I gotta give it up to my in brooklyn
Romeo mt. to metro beat
From huston, to l.a., back to creek
Like I said, it up take a hit and then pass it
how we do it when we roll down grass shit
It's everytime we get hoe's
I play on my guitar, puff loud my big nose
You'll see me in thyland
But you can catch kid rock on a hot day on the island
b-b-bellisle
Bell-bellisle
b-b-bellisle
(here in detriot)
Now wes chill you we go way back
Kid rock I remember guzzlin 40's in your track
Yeah wes your 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
on wes, give '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 fast you wouldnt
What hit you bro, so here I got you I couldnt flow
To a layed back by kid rock g
Now even white bitches in the they jock me
a smile pow wow they want this getto thing
So pow wow chow, and ima let it hang
Born and in the e.d. so i'ma let cha know
Is wrong I stand 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 hoe's from shamiqua down to curly sue
You think I'm jokin, I'm pokin girl, she lovin me
Sugar walls to my that how I'm shovin it
Wham bam thank you mam a dirty wrote
And if your man wanna trip let the trigger go
Pop, pop, pop, pop, now that nigger drop
There goes my girl, yell the phone somebody the cops
When they come I'm gonna run my fuckin steals
And watch them hoe's in the flow they was johnny gill
Want a real deal with 2 gettin wild wallet
That's how we do it when were rollin on the
Bellisle
bell-bell-bellisle
Bellisle
(here in detriot)
Now prince vince I remember hangin in hood
the 40's, hoe's, do I make myself understood?
Yeah, I put you on them black
They used to like your white ass, blue eyes and your pionty nose
Yeah we poked hoe's in (word)
Then I took your black ass out to the
don't know about you and me (or unity)
Aint it how were still down in 93
let me catch them slimmys when you roll 'em through
Cause if you do then ima choose the weapon that I gotta use
And light my infared on that forehead
Woof, woof, woff mother fucker now your in red
Your runnin with a string of chicks
Now nigger you don't 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 like this and like
I'm kickin a funky with kid rock because we go way back
Back in the day's to the late
When I dropped the gang stuff, drunk, and dirty young
Crazy, but now were it in the 90's
And st. is where the niggers were frontin
coolin with my buds, slangin shit late at night
But the jealous niggers to tell us
Slangin ain't the way to get
But the bullshit all I'm thinkin about is ponytail
I gotta get made, I got a pocket full of
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 nigger to jack, rat-a-tat-tat
Put his ass on his for the comosat
Now can I keep my style and get
Me, kid rock and wes chill, just coolin on the
like this and like that
I told you mother better pack your back
Bellisle
Bell-bellisle
b-b-bellisle
(here in detriot)
I got my harley on the revvin
If a whip-it was a nipple I'd be lost in
I'm straight 7 so what up?
Like wisk 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
signs is what I'm sowin
I'm the hoe and I'm knowin the mind blowin home
In my yard, lyin in the sun you know I fry quick
Gettin lit when I be that tye stick
that's what the kids all about
I like rollin up on hoes and screamin balls in your
From alabama, north montana, I'm smokin and
Chackin cause you I am a
Little long haired high on, and you can find kid
In the on the mother fuckin island
Bellisle
Bell-bellisle
b-b-bellisle
(here in detriot)