Luyện nghe bài hát Rollin' on The Island

Bellisle
bell-bell-bellisle
Hey kid rock, tell 'em how livin
Man I my birthdays at denny's eatin southern slams
I'm not a butt nut you that I never bang
But I lick coochie than k.d. lang
But I'm not kick an x-rated rap
And if I did you know that you couldnt fade it black
Cause my liek gold, or precious gems
While your rap's like an 8th full of beeners and
Kid I love to sing
Call me the king of pain, but my name sting
Or clinton, I'm not riding off my brothers fame
Cause all you sap suckers don't even my brothers name
ritchie he lives in chicago
He through town in an eldorado
Maldo black, white so I'm lookin
And I gotta give it up to my in brooklyn
Romeo mt. to metro beat
From huston, to l.a., back to creek
Like I said, it up take a hit and then pass it
That's how we do it when we down grass shit
It's guarenteed everytime we get
I on my guitar, puff loud through my big nose
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 chill you know we go way
Kid rock I guzzlin 40's in your ford track
Yeah wes still 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, give 'em ya got
Give me the mic and i'ma wreck ya the start to end
But gimme brew and gimme and i'ma do you in
You trash, I smoke that ass so fast you wouldnt know
What hit you bro, so here I got you thought I flow
To a track back by kid rock g
Now even white bitches in the subberbs they me
With a smile pow wow they this getto thing
So pow wow freaky chow, and ima let it
Born and in the e.d. so i'ma let cha know
Is that wrong I strong and i'ma getto bro
Crew yo, I thought you knew I'd be rollin deep
No fuckin nytol needed to put your ass to
I fly heads there's dreads with the curly do
I screw from shamiqua down to curly sue
You I'm jokin, I'm pokin your girl, she lovin me
Sugar walls to my that how I'm shovin it
Wham bam thank you mam a nigger wrote
And if man wanna trip I'll let the trigger go
Pop, pop, pop, pop, now watch that nigger
There goes my girl, yell the phone somebody call the
When they come I'm gonna run outta my steals
And them hoe's in the flow like they was johnny gill
Want a real deal with 2 wild bucks wallet
That's how we do it when were on the island
b-b-bellisle
Bell-bellisle
Bellisle
(here in detriot)
Now prince I remember hangin in your hood
With the 40's, hoe's, do I make understood?
Yeah, I put you on them hoes
used to like your white ass, your blue eyes and your pionty nose
Yeah we poked in heards (word)
Then I took your ass out to the subberbes
don't know about you and me (or unity)
Aint it funny how still down in 93
Dont let me catch them slimmys when you 'em through
Cause if you do then ima hafta the weapon that I gotta use
And my infared dead on that forehead
Woof, woof, woff mother now your left in red
Your runnin around with a string of
Now nigger you don't wanna see me or the k to the I to the mother d
Straight g's the streets
Im droppin your lyrics on your best kid beat
Now ima kick ya like this and that
I'm kickin a funky track with kid rock we go way back
Back in the day's to the 80's
When I dropped the gang stuff, drunk, and dirty young
Crazy, but now kickin it in the 90's
And st. is where the niggers were frontin
Just with my buds, slangin shit late at night
But the jealous trying to tell us
Slangin the way to get paid
But the bullshit all I'm thinkin about is ponytail
I gotta get made, I got a pocket full of
Too much former rate, and I gotta rest it
Shit the hookers, the hoe's the takers, the
A nickle nina 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 rock and wes chill, just on the island
like this and like that
I told you fuckers better pack your back
Bellisle
bell-bell-bellisle
Bellisle
(here in detriot)
I got my harley on the revvin
If a whip-it was a nipple I'd be lost in
I'm rollin straight 7 so up?
Like bush said you play pussy get fucked, your outta luck
Cause I'm the best mother fucker from time
For breakfast I snort and eat pork rines
Shockin signs is I'm sowin
I'm the hoe and I'm the mind blowin home growin
In my back yard, in the sun you know I fry quick
Gettin lit I be smokin that tye stick
Cause that's the kids all about
I like rollin up on and screamin balls in your mouth
From alabama, north montana, I'm smokin and
cause you know I am a
Little haired high on, and you can find kid rock
In the gutter on the fuckin island
Bellisle
bell-bell-bellisle
Bellisle
(here in detriot)