Luyện nghe bài hát Rollin' Wit You

You can't me on this fuckin' tape
You ringing the bell, you ain't
I'm when you are

You ain't ringing the
You busting the grape
You ain't me on this fuckin' tape
You ain't ringing the
You ain't the grape
You ain't imitating me on this tape

You ain't ringing the
You ain't the grape
You ain't imitating me on this fuckin'
You ain't the bell
You busting the grape
You ain't imitating me on this fuckin'

You ain't the bell
You ain't busting the
You ain't imitating me on this tape
You ain't the bell
You busting the grape
You ain't imitating me on this fuckin'

What I'm tellin' you all ass niggas
If y'all don't fuckin', if coloured bitch ass
Faggot, punk ass don't see
That these white people are trying to take over your
Don't worry, you'll better be happy the Ol' Dirty Bastard is
You'll better be happy that I'm
To, to, to beat the out of all y'all faggot punk ass motherfuckers
Bitch ass

I shut the fuckin' whole down
You white motherfuckers could
Y'all can't ever over, you can't ever take over
You shut the up and you shut the fuck up
what the fuck you do
Can I get a beer? Yo, I some beer

You usin' your phone, you ain't callin' the cops
'Cause nigga, I'm the only king of the
I'm the black God, motherfucker

And I came to rock the
While I throw football pass at a bitch, she miss
trying to be funny, gonna use my fist
You can't use the feud
You run it on a cuckooo

You bring shame, I'll keep Ol' safe
Not up 'cause I'll have your fuckin' ass locked up
I'll stash you, you down, light that blunt
You ain't gettin' one, two, I do I want

If I got a
A problem got a problem it's gone
I'm the unique A son
You what you saw, fuckin' with the O
I got the precinct down
You ain't using the po po, you, so, so

I got the keys to your hoe, I'll stop your flow
All you bitches roll, would be from the
You want me to control this show
Give Ol' Dirty what he and mo

'Cause stop your goat, mafia
'Cause I'll stop your goat,
Pay me all my money
Or slow down your dough

Jesus, I'm with you
Jesus, I'm rollin' you
Jesus, I'm with you
Jesus, I'm with you

You might be in danger, you'll have a sex
I'm gettin' more anger, call me Dr.
I the demon, demonic toys
Sting you the venom, kill your joy

throw your hands in the air, like to be sodomized
That's what I'm here for, that's I'm all about
I get girls and wonder
What they get is a fuck from me, oh baby

Hippa to the hoppa and you just don't
I Michael Jackson's 'Thriller'
No what
Fuck with the guys that'll make you
I'm the only original, fuck you, chump, the fuck up
Yo, did you that?

Jesus, I'm with you
Jesus, I'm with you
Jesus, I'm rollin' you
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