Luyện nghe bài hát Roving Gangster (rollin')

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

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

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

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

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

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

I'm the body rockin' three emcee
So clap your hands to what doin'
I'm a razor blade slittin' 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 been killed
See I'm a mack, I'm a but I'm Peter built
I am the Trucker an' my ego's
I'm the K to the I, call me

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

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

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

You got me
I'm
Searchin' the sun

You got me
I'm
Searching the sun

on
me

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

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