Luyện nghe bài hát Roll Call

In the 2000...
{M-O-P} still
Squad!}
{The generation...}
Hey, hey, hey, hey
All right let me brake it down one for for you
You
Yo Primo hold me down son, we ain't playin no motherfuckin games

[Lil'
Fuck the Coast, this is N.Y., N.Y.
N-I-N-E, make niggas
And I spray a, Fizzy Womack truck
Bitch get in my way
Fuck the jail faces, I leave body for the homicide to trace
Fight along with the aces
Holler if you me
I turn your head into a skeleton
And leave it hollow if you me
I keep it funky, me son
I rock my untied, I don't plan to run
see Lil' Fame creep thru the back street
With my aluminum ass in the back-seat
the fuck is this? Your Van Damme flick, that's cute
But I'm hear to fuck up day do
Yes (yes) yes (yes) yo
I step to my backwood to face and start clippin

[Chorus: M.O.P. &
International, bell ringer, bringer
Downtown swinga, SS Thousand, my finger
We here the whole squad, First Family empire
Fizzy Womack (clack-clack) reportin for Roll
International, bell ringer, bringer
Downtown swinga, SS Thousand, my index
We here with the squad, First Family empire
Dog (Bucka-Blaow) reportin for Roll Call

[Billy
Yo, if I leave you, will you stand?
L-Y-D-A-N-Z-E (Danze)
Back a vengeance, listen Mr. Simmer
Before I copper tops through the back of your skimmer
niggas remember, 1-9-9-3 (M-O-P) what it's goin be
Just it loud and clear
Come here nigga, I hear nigga
I'm deaf in one ear (yeah nigga)
You cowards are pathetic, if you wonderin if I'm
Don't bet it, you should me a little credit
I grew up where it's to none (none)
Wit blood in my (palm), I walk wit my arms (arms)
Hellerin (uh-huh), in the dark and the punks sparkin & barkin
At ease soldier, it's the type, that you like
We pipes, it's over

[Lil'
I rip ya body on a system
Nigga feel me, I my goons
Straight the tunes of Makaveli
Headed to Queens kid, some mean shit
Bumps thumps on the side of me, smokin green shit
(First Faaaaaaam) the premonition son
We metal, what's your love? (Ghetto prisoners)
Racka (bung-bung) (bung-bung) rrrrrrrrrrrrracka, motherfucker

[Billy
Aiyo we by the code of the streets
wit our peeps
Since it's hard to eat, we hardly
I put my life on the line every of the way
for a good cause (for you and yours) of course
Okay, now that we establish
where the fuck that money at
I know you got it, and I want it
Just me half of that
the other half and get yourself another pack
And I'll be back for