Luyện nghe bài hát Roc the Mic

[Beanie Ho, ho
[Freeway]:
[Beanie Sigel]:
Bounce, bounce, bounce

[Beanie
B. Sig in the place with Young Free
And I got what it takes to rock the mic
watch what you say out your mouth
Cause 50 shots will burn the club out

1 - Freeway]:
I the hood when I'm travelin', get neck when I'm travelin'
Chicks peck wood when I'm
Fuck a Lex cause the fit good in the Caravan
through your hood like an avalanche
Take a flick if you get a chance get close
Fuck an advance, I get that dough
Beef with me, enemies sleep with me for breakfast
Guaranteed to eat this
I'm reckless, firestarter, heat your
A starvin' artist that a eat ya'll tracks, so don't bring 'em
I be around 'Ricans loca
They all got the toasters, don't need no
I got six stashed leave 'em
So I don't get left around haters around I leave
In the winter, rock short sleaves reason the
With the heat blastin', keep actin' the heat
Techno Marine shinin', Marine back 'em down
gon' keep hatin' and my click gon' keep grindin'
Keep movin', lockin' the

It's in the place with B. Sig
And I got what it takes to rock the mic right,
watch what you say to me prick
Cause I got what it takes to dump the AK

[Beanie
It's B. Sig in the place with Free
And I got it takes to rock the mic right, yeah
Still watch you sy out your mouth
Cause 50 shot will turn the club out, ho

2 - Beanie Sigel]:
It's Mack, daddy, young,
No he the OG gangsta
Yes I is, come on don't I kid
I firebomb cribs Left Eye did
Notorious like that Bed-Stuy kid, B.I.G. or you can get it
Dead wrong, like to brawl a strong armored midget
I pull the nine out my pocket I'm
I the Mac out the closet, start firin'
For you cats outta pocket, tryin'
that, get back, clap iron
You know, low, keep firin', uh
I put the led in the gat, the metal go
I lay cats flat on they back, fuckin' with this radical cat
You fuck around and a medical cat
The led'll go clap, head'll go back, uh
B. Sig in the place to be
With two on the waist of me, man who's facin' me

[Verse 3 -
Big nickels down your way trip
Get folded down your way, got soldiers down way
Keep down your way no lip
All of need to run yo'self
Go get the nigga, bang yo'self
Or I through with the hammer make you lose yo' health
Fast, roll with dashes, move like Cassius
Move yay caskets, there's a will there's a way
Obey my thirst, yay through traffic
Without Sprite, Nike's
I just do it bar break your
Yeah, you right, without ice
I up to your honey car and stuff her basket
post player, circle the atlas
You don't be ho playas, circle the hood
Bend over backwards, without for backwoods

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All of ya'll to run yo'self
Go get the burna nigga yo'self
All of ya'll need to run
Go get the burna nigga bang
Shit, shit, it's the, it's the Roc nigga, whoo, whoo,
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