Luyện nghe bài hát Who Wanna Roll

[Mr.
HAHA, stop
Hm-mm,
I make you bounce, rock, skate, (roll echoes)
I you bounce, rock, skate, roll (roll echoes)
I you bounce, rock, skate, roll (roll echoes)
Yeah, check this out, check it out
No

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

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

2]
So you I was done, not close
You some young fucks, you get exposed
I'm out of control, for you to know
Who really got this game in the motherfucking hold
Shadow 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 who's the show
For them fools up putting they life in hold
the youngest 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 your ride and what I left you
BOOM YOU SON OF A BITCH MEET MAKER

3]
Bitch I don't what the fuck you been sniffin'
like my self ain't around where you livin'
Listen to the 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 script only I can
Smash style like an aluminium can
Brown skin, shaved head and a clip of lead
I'll turn your into your motherfucking death bed
Not to be pested, young learn a lesson
In the land of the sick, you can all dick, ha
your chain, hide your rings
When you slip on these streets, your leaving
Get your bang on, whatever corner you hang on
Or be a gonner wannabe, you won't last

Mr. from San Diego, Killa-fornia
Making you bounce to (this)