Luyện nghe bài hát Roving Gangster (rollin')

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

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

Get gassed in your garage of
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 like a
Rip like a twister right a trailer
Park after dark is you'll see me comin'
My gun's gunnin' an' the 808's

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

It's true, I'm from the old
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 rockin' three emcee
So clap hands to what he's doin'
I'm a razor blade slittin' through a wrist of
I'm a contradiction, I'm a of fate

See me
You got me
I'm
underneath 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 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 Harleys
I'm steppin' to your with a glick of hits
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 so plagued with the rhythm's cancer
Grab a pole an' you'll be swingin' like a topless

Biltmore Beavers an' a Top Dog
Top car, Vogues on a hundred 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, roll too fast
I said, days roll by, I them pass
Yeah, you wanna roll Rock
An' party with crews that just don't stop,

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