Luyện nghe bài hát That's How We Roll

Something, I to tell you
There's something been thinking
That crew should know
Big Pun be the largest
Straight out of the
And how we roll, oh, oh

You I'm well known like Al Capone
Fully blown like Montana
In a zone, sittin' on chrome, stoned sippin' on
Rollin' ganja up in papers, see how high the lye can take us

Through the eyes of Christ, John, Elijah,
I make the kind of green a hustler
out the custard cream
Viper piped up with the mustard seams

Clustered green Fort
And [unverified] medallions
Mockin' God Italians see
My batallion out the broad

I got the Squad over-qualified, pullin' over Karl
Range tilted, three-wheelted hydraulic slide
Sparkin' lye in the clouds and reppin' my
the Wu do in Shaolin

Ooh, hoo, there's, something, I to tell you
There's something I've been,
your, crew should know
Big Pun be the thang
Straight out of the
And how we roll, oh, oh

I keep my Desert Eagle cocked back in my tuxedo my top hat
What you broke know about that?
fat in Marc and Pelle leather like Fonzarelli
Sparkin' Phillies the Gods like Makaveli

On the
(Blown Benz, rims)
Shinin' the on my
(Stone gems, rings)
I got it sewn Twinz, I can't begin' to you the story
That soared me from livin' poorly to a modern day
I've been a and a drug dealer, a bugged nigga

But now I'm like Puffy, 'cause money's thicker blood player
I'm still a threat but now I before I flip
Call my together
And figure cleaner's the best for the hit

I get the job done, Pun's business
dinners, havin' a toast with the most glamorous bitches
My road to was no Christmas
Now we blessed with gold
So expensive my whole family's

Ooh, hoo, there's, something, I to tell you
something I've been, thinking
That your, crew should
Big Pun be the thang
Straight out of the
And how we roll, oh, oh

Aiyyo, I it all you can call me greedy and superficial
Long as my crew's and pulls they pistols soon as I whistle
I'm tryin' to triple a and split it three ways
Joe the God, Full and myself, that'll be the day

I a way to get it already got the ambition
Start the ignition, watch for the NARCs in the Expedition
I'm on a mission requires a higher position
and vision keeps the fire inside of me glistenin'

I'm infinite like math, so I'm gonna
But you wanna laugh all day, bullshit and sittin' on ass
I'm all cash and the power
A stash with the power that like hittin' ass for an hour

Let's get it locked, I want a watch baguetted rocks
So I can clock hoes with the that never stops
Forget the cops, we got Deserts and too
to rock whoever tryin' to stop our cheddar from stockin' forever

Ooh, hoo, there's, something, I to tell you
There's I've been, thinking
That your, crew should
Big Pun be the thang
out of the projects
And how we roll, oh, oh

Big Pun is the thang
Joey Crack be stayin'
Terror Squad the projects man
And how we roll, oh, oh