Luyện nghe bài hát Slow Ya Roll

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

15 with the beam, working the streets
Lil' nigga gotta ride, now bumpin' the beats
(it's all good, all good)
He pass by the noise, odd boy
Yah we see him with the chip
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, on a fresh pair of J's
On a niggas feet, and it was to ball
To go to school and tell niggas they ain't fuckin' wit' chall
Don't hit it, to the grime, a pocket full of dimes
I hope you got 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 nigga, the game is cold
And most of us don't make it old, slow roll

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

16 with a to his hip bone, he was slippin'
They shot him in front of momz' wasn't even trippin'
He up, let his anger build up
Now he's for war, he five deep in the black car
And all dem got murder on dey mind
boy got that a.k., you got the tech 9 (I got the tech you heard me)
Passenger he spot 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 automatic **bucka**bucka**
And all you niggas to die
Is that the in his eyes, or was it just a disguise
Cus I remember he was a lil' nigga, a lil' skinny nigga
Now he pulled the trigger, and who are you to take these in your
Own
His daddy me like a grown man, wooo, slow your roll

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

Ain't got a gun, twerk it with a shank knife
See he was five times bigger, it mean shit to the trigger
But you can't get to it quicker, I seen the look in his
When the blade penetrated, he like he menstruated.
And I can't sleep knowing how I kicked the to him
a name to him, on the block 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 mercy on his soul...
See he was told det most of us make it old...
your roll.