Luyện nghe bài hát Who Wanna Roll

[Mr.
HAHA, don't
Hm-mm,
I make you bounce, rock, skate, (roll echoes)
I make you bounce, rock, skate, (roll echoes)
I you bounce, rock, skate, roll (roll echoes)
Yeah, this shit out, check it out
No

1]
Hold up a minute, Shadow back up in it
2K2 all in blue I quit it
Bring it on, there's a rumor 'round
How I show old dogs new tricks baow down
You ain't seen worse now, I'm the subliminal
Stalker of the night, smoking hazardous
If the critical pricks allowed
There's a bunch of you flees mixed in with the
Mr. Run around lutter, snitch
Assault shooter still dodgin' judas
I'm watchin', every you make
I got something to prove and place to take
It's to late the whole game to get rearranged
all want the name but none of them want to pay shit
I patient laughing at you assholes
Don't make turn your whole click in to

[Chorus: 2X]
I you bounce, rock, stay, roll
Straight from C-A who stay who wanna roll
I got control the games on lock
I keep it hot from my hood to your

2]
So you I was done, not close
You some dumb fucks, you get exposed
I'm out of control, time for you to
Who really got game in the motherfucking chock hold
Shadow dipping in your county
I wish you could see how your hoe acts me (SHADOW)
Lousy ass mutts no nuts, who you fooling
Your ass get her ass we stay bashing and moving
Ask any who in running the show
For them fools locked up putting life in hold
From the to the oldest
Hottest to the
I'm the sickest and you know
I'mma blow bitch out the water
Rookie ass fool your motherfuck dollar
Start up your ride and feel what I you
BOOM YOU SON OF A BITCH YOUR MAKER

3]
Bitch I don't know the fuck you been sniffin'
like my self ain't around where you livin'
Listen to the of the M-R
Coast, Southside, homeboy we stay hard
From the room to the boneyard, it don't
I let my nuts hang, we ain't on the same
I flip the script like I can
your style like an aluminium can
Brown skin, shaved and a clip full of lead
I'll your couch into your motherfucking death bed
Not to be pested, peasents learn a lesson
In the land of the sick, you can all dick, ha
Tuck your chain, your rings
you slip on these streets, your leaving everything
Get your on, whatever corner that you hang on
Or be a gonner wannabe, you won't last

Mr. Shadow San Diego, Killa-fornia
Making you bounce to (this)