Luyện nghe bài hát Who Wanna Roll

[Mr.
HAHA, don't
Hm-mm,
I make you bounce, rock, skate, (roll echoes)
I make you bounce, rock, skate, (roll echoes)
I you bounce, rock, skate, roll (roll echoes)
Yeah, check shit out, check it out
No

1]
Hold up a minute, Shadow back up in it
2K2 all in I won't quit it
Bring it on, there's a going 'round
How I show old new tricks they baow down
You ain't seen now, clown I'm the subliminal
of the night, smoking hazardous chemicals
If the critical pricks ain't
There's a bunch of you flees mixed in the crowd
Mr. Run lutter, snitch executor
Assault Rifle still dodgin' judas
I'm watchin', every move you
I got something to and somebody's place to take
It's to late the game about to get rearranged
all want the name but none of them want to pay shit
I patient laughing at you assholes
Don't make turn your whole in to examine

repeat 2X]
I you bounce, rock, stay, roll
Straight C-A who wanna stay who wanna roll
I got control the whole on lock
I keep it hot my hood to your block

2]
So you I was done, not close
You dumb young fucks, you get exposed
I'm out of control, time for you to
Who really got game in the motherfucking chock hold
loco dipping in your county
I wish you see how your hoe acts around me (SHADOW)
ass mutts with no nuts, who you fooling
Your ass will get her ass we stay bashing and
Ask any who in running the show
For them fools locked up putting they in hold
From the to the oldest
Hottest to the
I'm the and you know this
I'mma blow this out the water
Rookie ass fool keep motherfuck dollar
Start up ride and feel what I left you
BOOM YOU SON OF A BITCH MEET MAKER

3]
Bitch I don't know what the fuck you sniffin'
Fools my self ain't around where you livin'
to the words of the M-R
West Coast, Southside, homeboy we stay
the room to the boneyard, it don't change
I let my nuts hang, we ain't on the same
I flip the like only I can
Smash your like an aluminium can
Brown skin, shaved and a clip full of lead
I'll turn couch into your motherfucking death bed
Not to be pested, young learn a lesson
In the land of the sick, you can all dick, ha
Tuck your chain, hide your
When you on these streets, your leaving everything
Get bang on, whatever corner that you hang on
Or be a wannabe, you won't last long

Mr. Shadow from San Diego,
Making you to this (this)