Luyện nghe bài hát Rollin' on The Island

Bellisle
Bell-bellisle
Hey kid rock, tell 'em how your
Man I spend my birthdays at denny's southern slams
I'm not a butt nut you know I never bang
But I lick more coochie than k.d.
But I'm not kick an x-rated rap
And even if I did you know that you couldnt it black
Cause my rap's liek gold, or gems
While your rap's like an 8th full of and stems
Kid rock I love to
me the king of pain, but my name ain't sting
Or clinton, I'm not riding off my brothers fame
Cause all you sap suckers don't know my brothers name
Bill ritchie he lives in
He rides through in an eldorado
Maldo black, white so I'm lookin
And I give it up to my homies in brooklyn
Romeo mt. clemens to beat
huston, to l.a., back to stoney creek
Like I said, roll it up a hit and then pass it
That's how we do it when we roll down grass
It's guarenteed everytime we get
I play on my guitar, puff loud through my big
You'll never see me in
But you can catch kid rock on a hot day rollin on the
Bellisle
bell-bell-bellisle
Bellisle
(here in detriot)
Now wes you know we go way back
Kid rock I remember guzzlin 40's in your track
Yeah wes your my man so
Get on the mic and do the ya can
Oh yes, yes y'all, yes y'all, and ya don't
Oh yes, yes y'all, yes y'all, and ya quit
Oh yes, yes y'all, yes y'all, and ya don't
Come on wes, 'em what ya got
Give me the mic and i'ma wreck ya from the to end
But gimme brew and that and i'ma do you in
You talkin trash, I that ass so fast you wouldnt know
What hit you bro, so I got you thought I couldnt flow
To a track layed back by kid g
Now even white bitches in the they jock me
With a smile pow wow they want getto thing
So pow wow freaky chow, and ima let it
Born and raised in the e.d. so i'ma let cha
Is that I stand strong and i'ma getto bro
yo, I thought you knew when I'd be rollin deep
No fuckin nytol to put your ass to sleep
I fly heads where there's dreads with the do
I screw hoe's from down to curly sue
You think I'm jokin, I'm pokin girl, she lovin me
Sugar walls to my balls that how I'm it
bam thank you mam a dirty nigger wrote
And if your man wanna trip let the trigger go
Pop, pop, pop, pop, now that nigger drop
There goes my girl, yell the phone call the cops
When they come I'm gonna run outta my steals
And watch them hoe's in the flow they was johnny gill
a real deal with 2 gettin wild bucks wallet
That's how we do it when were rollin on the
b-b-bellisle
Bell-bellisle
b-b-bellisle
(here in detriot)
Now prince I remember hangin in your hood
With the 40's, hoe's, do I make myself
Yeah, I put you on black hoes
They used to your white ass, your blue eyes and your pionty nose
Yeah we poked in heards (word)
I took your black ass out to the subberbes
People don't know you and me (or unity)
Aint it funny how were down in 93
Dont let me catch them slimmys when you 'em through
Cause if you do then ima choose the weapon that I gotta use
And light my dead on that forehead
Woof, woof, woff mother now your left in red
Your runnin around with a of chicks
Now nigger you don't wanna see me or the k to the I to the mother d
Straight g's from the
Im your lyrics on your best kid rock beat
Now ima ya like this and like that
I'm a funky track with kid rock because we go way back
Back in the day's to the late
When I dropped the gang stuff, drunk, and dirty niggers
Crazy, but now kickin it in the 90's
And cruew st. is the niggers were frontin
Just coolin with my buds, slangin late at night
But the jealous trying to tell us
ain't the way to get paid
But fuck the bullshit all I'm thinkin about is
I gotta get made, I got a pocket full of
Too much former rate, and I gotta rest it
Shit the hookers, the the takers, the pros
A nickle plated ready to explode
On any tryin to jack, rat-a-tat-tat
Put his ass on his for the comosat
Now can I keep my and get wild?
Me, kid and wes chill, just coolin on the island
like this and like that
I told you mother fuckers better pack your
Bellisle
bell-bell-bellisle
Bellisle
(here in detriot)
I got my harley on the highway
If a whip-it was a nipple I'd be in heaven
I'm rollin straight 7 so up?
Like bush wisk said you play pussy get fucked, your luck
Cause I'm the mother fucker from this time
For breakfast I snort cocaine and eat pork
Shockin signs is what I'm
I'm the hoe and I'm knowin the mind blowin growin
In my back yard, lyin in the sun you I fry quick
Gettin lit I be smokin that tye stick
Cause that's what the all about
I like up on hoes and screamin balls in your mouth
From south alabama, north montana, I'm and
cause you know I am a
Little long high on, and you can find kid rock
In the gutter on the mother island
Bellisle
Bell-bellisle
b-b-bellisle
(here in detriot)