Luyện nghe bài hát Roving Gangster (rollin')

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

I wish for that which my heart near
But nobody playin' what I'm tryin' to hear
I've sayin' for years that the fakes wouldn't last
You were jockin' that bullshit, now you look a ass

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

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

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

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

I'm still the body rockin' 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 of fate

See me
You got me
I'm
underneath the sun

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

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

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

Biltmore an' a Top Dog Coat
Top car, four Vogues on a spokes
Got a trip ticket to The Promised Land
If it ain't all 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 roll too
I said, days roll by, I watch pass
Yeah, you wanna roll with
An' party with crews that just don't stop,

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