Luyện nghe bài hát R.O.C.

Yo just man, a heat rock man
DGL we back in the club again, ya know?
J-Jeah j-jeah j-jeah bounce!
Ya We back, bitches
Don't be scared now, the Roc
We here, ya As if we left this bitch
Really though, ya
holla, uh oh, Brooklyn
Let's do shit right, yo

I pull up on deuce deuces, still
No I move with shooters
V dual exhaust
like a childseat, tucked in the baby Taurus, DGL
I'm on skinnies, two me
Battle of Armi, '89 in it I'm on Phillies
And yeah I'm high as
And the Roc's the realest click nigga I'm a buy as

Say, I'm bug 'cause I walk with a John
two hund' fifty, don't disrespect me
I my nigga seal the deal
'Cause he just brought a G to the deal prick
And I got that on by
What you commercial niggas fly buy, won't you stand by
And let a do his dues
these hoes, get this bread, rep the crew, the

R, realest puttin' it down
O, niggas can't see us now
C, through your hood snatch and reap up
But keep cannon on me to streets up

R, realest niggas it down
O, other can't see us now
C, come through your snatch and reap up
But cannon on me to clear streets up

You jewels, my ears got 2K blazers
Roc jeans, Airs in all
tees and fitted's, backwoods and spinage
That's for you dudes who don't get it
I silver and strawberry
Easy like Maurberry you know I'm not the ordinary
I one that keep one
Yeah my bag bitches too, we the illest crew

Nothin' change but the upgrade
It's now ma, and I'm on it now
So hop in, I pull off toupes
And the only thing I on my hip that's two ways
My bitch, my beeper, Bleek keep two
Still peeling the city with two
And you know how I it while I'm doin' it
coupin' it bitch, I keep two in it

R, realest niggas it down
O, other can't see us now
C, come your hood snatch and reap up
But keep cannon on me to streets up

R, realest niggas it down
O, niggas can't see us now
C, come your hood snatch and reap up
But keep cannon on me to streets up

Look here, I live wild like Q cousin,
I want, I take they K
Next Friday, November
Stay two more weeks be home in December
You know I move like
The game all mad 'cause I'm with my tool like that
I'm in that big truck
That I whip through the sky like I don't a fuck

Got trucks with drivers, low mileage
Just it, I drove it and parked it
that's my Sunday wheel
And your wife, real nice, she my Sunday feel
I got one day for her still for her
But by sunrise, I throwed her one
You I'm up and out
Hit the brake clutch throw it in first, out easy gone, it's the

R, realest niggas it down
O, other can't see us now
C, come through your snatch and reap up
But cannon on me to clear streets up

R, realest puttin' it down
O, other niggas see us now
C, come through your snatch and reap up
But keep cannon on me to streets up

R