Luyện nghe bài hát Slow Ya Roll

Send this out to my mike king and
All the gangsters in columbus ohio
a o-g to a b-gee
Slow roll niggas
Shell
it

15 with the beam, working the streets
nigga gotta ride, now he's bumpin' the beats
(it's all good, all good)
He by makin' the noise, odd boy
Yah we see him the chip phone
He to them young bitches, he used to be afraid, but
Now he shootin' the shit, cus he gettin' (I like that)
When I was his age, I had the kinda ways
Had to rush to get paid, keep on a pair of J's
On a niggas feet, and it was something to
To go to school and tell them niggas they ain't fuckin' chall
Don't hit it, to the grime, wit' a pocket of dimes
I you got that 9 and he got it on his mind
Cus the haters like that, would you pass
Cus the niggas will buck, and a man his ass
Watch your back lil' nigga, the game is
And most of us don't make it old, your roll

(rolll)
Keep it on your
(rolll)
A nigga the same
(slow rolll)
You better slow roll
(rolll)
What used to say,
(slow rolll)
Keep it up man
(roll)
A shoots the same
(slow rolll)
You better slow your
What mama to say

16 a bullet to his hip bone, he was slippin'
They shot him right in front of wasn't even trippin'
He healed up, let his anger up
Now ready for war, he five deep in the black car
And all dem niggas got murder on dey
Your boy got that a.k., you got the tech 9 (I got the tech you me)
Passenger seat he Woo-ney, (who is Woo-ney?)
He's that nigga that the trigger when he stole me
Take that mothafucka! what what he yelled
As the went **bucka**bucka**
And all you gots to die
Is that the killer in his eyes, or was it just a
Cus I remember he was a lil' timid nigga, a lil' nigga
Now he pulled the trigger, and who are you to these laws in your
Own
His daddy told me like a grown man, wooo, your roll

17 with a sentence
He in a cell the cousin of the nigga he killed
Now tell me how it to look him deep in his eyes and see your whole

Ain't got a gun, gotta twerk it with a shank
See he was five times bigger, it wouldn't mean to the trigger
But you get to it quicker, I seen the look in his eyes
When the blade penetrated, he bled he menstruated.
And I sleep knowing how I kicked the game to him
Gave a name to him, on the now he caught in the pine box
Is a heaven for a killer?
Forgiveness to a lil' nigga, who praised nothin' but
All he was the finer things...
in his casket with his Rolex and his diamond rings.
Dear God have on his young soul...
See he was det most of us don't make it old...
Slow roll.