Luyện nghe bài hát Roving Gangster (rollin')

If every thing's tight, from my loot to my
I ain't got to tighten up loose ends
I've been route too many times
If I ain't stabbed in the back, I ain't no crime

I wish for that which my holds near
But ain't nobody playin' what I'm tryin' to
been sayin' for years that the fakes wouldn't last
You were that bullshit, now you look like a ass

Get in your garage of sickness
As I bring a little swing into world of stiffness
'Cause I got of rhymes to spill
Ain't got nothin' more than time to

Form like a blister, drink a failure
Rip like a twister through a trailer
after dark is when you'll see me comin'
My gunnin' an' the 808's hummin'

Raw, raw, rip, rock
Sample anythin' I an' never get sued
At 18 I had a attitude
I turned 19, I was tourin' with Ice Cube

It's true, I'm the old school
Where the rules don't bend an' the beats end
No to be
I gotta let these know who the fuck I be

I'm still the body rockin' three
So clap your hands to what he's
I'm a razor slittin' through a wrist of hate
I'm a contradiction, I'm a twist of

See me
You got me
I'm
Searchin' the sun

I'm as shit, but I ain't been killed
See I'm a mack, I'm a truck but I'm Peter
I am the an' my ego's large
I'm the K to the I, call me

Roll seven, raise south of Heaven
See my crew comin' hear them Harleys
I'm steppin' to your crew with a glick of
Got 3 LP's but I got no hits

An ungreatful, hateful, son of a G
I'm a deadhead runnin' the D.P.D.
Got soul so with the rhythm's cancer
Grab a pole an' you'll be swingin' like a dancer

Beavers an' a Top Dog Coat
Top car, four on a hundred spokes
Got a round trip ticket to The Land
If it ain't all that I'll be my man

You got me
I'm
underneath the sun

You got me
I'm
Searching the sun

on
me

Days roll by, roll too fast
I said, days by, I watch them pass
Yeah, you roll with Rock
An' party with crews that don't stop, yeah

You got me
I'm
Searching the sun
Searching the sun
underneath the sun