Luyện nghe bài hát Slow Ya Roll

Send this out to my nigga king and
All the 22nd gangsters in columbus
a o-g to a b-gee
Slow your roll
shocked
it

15 with the beam, working the streets
Lil' nigga ride, now he's bumpin' the beats
(it's all good, all good)
He pass by the noise, odd boy
Yah we see him the chip phone
He talkin' to them bitches, he used to be afraid, but
Now he shootin' the shit, cus he gettin' (I like that)
I was his age, I had the same 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 wit' chall
Don't hit it, to the grime, a pocket full of dimes
I hope you got that 9 and he got it on his
Cus the won't like that, would you pass
Cus the niggas buck, and show a man his ass
Watch your back nigga, the game is cold
And most of us make it old, slow your roll

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

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

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

Ain't got a gun, gotta twerk it with a knife
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 there a for a killer?
Forgiveness to a lil' nigga, who praised but skrilla
All he was the finer things...
Laid in his with his Rolex and his diamond rings.
Dear God mercy on his young soul...
See he was det most of us don't make it old...
Slow roll.