Luyện nghe bài hát Roll Call

Attention, little
I know, you're of his
If it ain't no Cham, then it gon' jam
I threw it off a

And if it hurts ears
And you're tired, of what you
Homie no fear, the Messiah's here
We gon' shut it down, year, yeah

A.N.I. out in Cleveland, out in taller
Lucky in Abilene, waiting for my arrival
Music City in V.A., say hey ain't nobody
Super Sounds in Atlanta like where Mix Tap Messiah

fa sho, they say that Koopa's on fire
Ask James at Eackazam, he'll you I'm no liar
Been in the game for a minute, I'm one of the suppliers
I'm the rapper they waiting for, you the rapper they of

How the hell you say you blew up so quick and rub it in
When you ain't seen a check and know nothing 'bout publishing
I feel sorry for the thirteen year old teenagers, who him
They try to tangle the sharks but I'm sorry, he doesn't swim

I'ma rip off another limb, no for partici-hating
I suggest that you get to shaking the spot and just locations
I wouldn't if he told me, if him and Clark Kent was dating
'Cause he couldn't spit hotter than me pussy was kissing Satan

I know the is waiting for Controversy to sail
Most of the rest of the real locked and ain't made bail
Pimp, Z-Ro, 50/50 locked up behind
'Cause of snitch figga ass niggaz like Dike trying to tell

Who? naw, who? Hell naw
He told me a different story then the one he trying to tell
Hell naw, who? Hell naw
I wan' diss my old dog so I'ma chunk a deuce for Paul

Who told DSR he make more than me and P
And my nigga Thee, Dike Jones could it be
You could of my whole body and couldn't afford a sleeve
I don't even drop a CD and still clear than forty G's

A month and it's just my check and ain't even got to my
The money the is saving, plus the money my safe is saving
Let's flame him since he say he blazing
He blew up quick and was there to save him

Keep it I tried to but you know I'm a rider
Get respect in Louisiana and all the way to
Florida DJ Smallz, with DJ Drama
Off this money I make, I'll probably go hit the

Get respect in Cali, Vallejo they collars
Get respect of the streets, you get respected to
So I'm trying to say is, I'ma be here regardless
I'm the rapper they for, you the rapper they tired of

you Chamillion, um, you heard it here first
At WKTB work your booty, radio station, um
There to be an excessive amount of fraud artists out here
And we have a couple of artists here that the same way
Uh, let me what you have to say here sir

Let me all the talk, can't match up with my vault
You ain't getting no from real G's on the North
You get put in tape, you cupcake you too soft
Ain't no rapper got broke off this hard since Tha

I've seen your chain but I how it cost
You can't be E.S.G. and let your body defrost
Seen the studio you was saying, was Swishahouse
But that was Tow studio and that was the South

You ain't in the dope
niggaz know, he wasn't moving cocaine
Real po' a whole cup of that drank
Niggaz I know, ain't your name

What you gonna say now? Dike is a
Come around and you gon' get beat down
Man hold up I'm in the club, crown
And niggaz tired of Dike Jones in D-Town

And a one and a two and a nobody
Who he messing Man it sho ain't nobody
Pass me the Nina, don't I got it
Whodie I'll blow his chest up, he won't nobody

I was gripping on my steal and wood wheel, wheel
Music on the radio, I feel, couldn't feel
Popped in a grey tape I'm trill
Pussy nigga, nigga, get real, get real

But nigga don't me grab this steel
Pull it, I'll levitate your
Nigga you represent the real
My nigga, don't say you do

I turn scene, to a crime scene
Don't make me, yellow tape your
'Cause DJ Screw, Screw
And Screw, you
Man bring it back, I'm it