Luyện nghe bài hát Roving Gangster (rollin')

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

I wish for that which my holds near
But ain't playin' what I'm tryin' to hear
I've been sayin' for years that the fakes last
You were jockin' that bullshit, now you like a ass

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

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

Raw, raw, rip, rude
anythin' I like an' never get sued
At 18 I had a hardcore
I turned 19, I was tourin' with Ice Cube

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

I'm still the body three emcee
So clap hands to what he's doin'
I'm a blade 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 dead as shit, but I ain't been
See I'm a mack, I'm a but I'm Peter built
I am the Trucker an' my large
I'm the K to the I, call me

number seven, raise south of Heaven
See my crew comin' hear them revvin'
I'm steppin' to your crew with a glick of
Got 3 but I ain't got no hits

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

Biltmore an' a Top Dog Coat
Top car, four Vogues on a spokes
Got a round trip ticket to The Land
If it all that I'll be back my man

You got me
I'm
Searchin' the sun

You got me
I'm
underneath the sun

on
me

Days roll by, they too fast
I said, days roll by, I watch them
Yeah, you wanna roll with
An' party with crews just don't stop, yeah

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