Luyện nghe bài hát Rollin' on The Island

Bellisle
Bell-bellisle
Hey kid rock, 'em how your livin
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 kick an x-rated rap
And if I did you know that you couldnt fade it black
Cause my rap's liek gold, or precious
While your rap's like an 8th of beeners and stems
Kid rock I love to
Call me the king of pain, but my ain't sting
Or roger clinton, I'm not off my brothers fame
Cause all you sap suckers don't even my brothers name
ritchie he lives in chicago
He rides town in an eldorado
black, real white so I'm lookin
And I give it up to my homies in brooklyn
Romeo mt. clemens to metro
From huston, to l.a., back to stoney
Like I said, roll it up take a hit and pass it
That's how we do it when we roll down grass
It's guarenteed everytime we get
I play on my guitar, puff loud my big nose
You'll never see me in
But you can catch kid rock on a hot day rollin on the
b-b-bellisle
Bell-bellisle
Bellisle
(here in detriot)
Now wes you know we go way back
Kid rock I remember guzzlin 40's in 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, give 'em ya got
Give me the mic and i'ma wreck ya from the to end
But gimme 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 layed back by kid rock g
Now even white bitches in the subberbs jock me
With a pow wow they want this getto thing
So pow wow freaky chow, and ima let it
and raised in the e.d. so i'ma let cha know
Is that wrong I strong and i'ma getto bro
Crew yo, I thought you knew when I'd be rollin
No nytol needed to put your ass to sleep
I fly heads where there's dreads 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 wanna I'll let the trigger go
Pop, pop, pop, pop, now watch nigger drop
goes my girl, yell the phone somebody call the cops
When they I'm gonna run outta my fuckin steals
And watch them hoe's in the flow like they was gill
Want a real deal 2 gettin wild bucks wallet
how we do it when were rollin on the island
Bellisle
bell-bell-bellisle
Bellisle
(here in detriot)
Now prince I remember hangin 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 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
Dont let me catch them slimmys when you 'em through
Cause if you do then ima hafta the weapon that I gotta use
And light my infared dead on forehead
Woof, woof, woff fucker now your left in red
Your around with a string of chicks
Now nigger you don't see me or the k to the I to the mother fuckin d
g's from the streets
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
Back in the day's to the late
When I dropped the gang stuff, drunk, and young niggers
Crazy, but now were it in the 90's
And cruew st. is where the niggers frontin
coolin with my buds, slangin shit late at night
But the jealous niggers trying to us
ain't the way to get paid
But fuck the bullshit all I'm thinkin is ponytail
I gotta get made, I got a pocket of lint
Too much late rate, and I gotta 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 back for the
Now can I my style and get wild?
Me, kid rock and wes chill, just on the island
like this and like that
I told you mother fuckers better pack your
Bellisle
bell-bell-bellisle
Bellisle
(here in detriot)
I got my harley on the revvin
If a whip-it was a I'd be lost in heaven
I'm straight 7 so what up?
Like bush said you play pussy get fucked, your outta luck
Cause I'm the best mother fucker from this
For breakfast I snort cocaine and eat pork
signs is what I'm sowin
I'm the hoe and I'm knowin the mind home growin
In my back yard, lyin in the sun you know I fry
Gettin lit when I be that tye stick
Cause what the kids all about
I like up on hoes and screamin balls in your mouth
From alabama, north montana, I'm smokin and
Chackin you know I am a
Little long haired high on, and you can kid rock
In the gutter on the mother fuckin
b-b-bellisle
Bell-bellisle
b-b-bellisle
(here in detriot)