Luyện nghe bài hát Roll With 'Em

It's enemy turf I'm on, so I'ma play it how it go
the hollow points into my black calico
Hit the coat with some of grams of dope fo' sho' it's 'bout to go
graduated from sellin' dope to snortin' dope

Gangsta be bustin'
Lil Reggie be heads
K.C., he be bustin'
Think I ain't nustin' heads

Bodies bled, put infrared up in your Cutlass
You play with 226, my clique so I say fuck it
Ruckus, war deep, War III in the mix
5 hot soys runnin', bringin' G's to clique

With them hundred round tip-tips, to make sure niggaz ain't
You recievin', a for not believin'
head lookin' for me, 'cause I'm hot and word don' got loose
Bundles of dope fronted, the Magnolia to the Goose

Snitches wanted to testify the shit they know
Set a bomb on the front door, put a key in the door and the place
Look I been walkin' way mo', with a full of yeh-yo
Nothin' but clientele, 11-5, sale
You don't think it's legal, nigga we can take it to the
You gon' double money, gon' get credit make your bail

With that iron, I'ma roll 'em, momma don't pray for me
I don't back down no nigga, they got a place for me
that iron, I'ma roll wit' 'em, momma don't pray for me
I don't down from no nigga, they got a place for me

With that iron, I'ma roll 'em, momma don't pray for me
I don't back from no nigga, they got a place for me
With that iron, I'ma roll 'em, momma don't pray for me
I don't back from no nigga, they got a place for me

My biological father, was a sperm donor, around the
Was the man that killed lil Lanny, who knew we'd it
That way that, my was heartless to her kids
So he took us in his home, and he raised his own

Now we grown, and we learned
The tryed to get wit me
To affect all of my dickin'
But it's gon' be shit, when a collision is occurin'

Asurin', of me bein' a factor, through '97 and
And I'ma have to, get my ten
Or I'ma get punished, like the of these niggaz and there's evidence
'Cause ever all these cars and all these mansions

And all these was givin'
You wasn't givin' no thanks, to the you was livin'
So I'ma keep an open and make the right decision
And ain't tell you shit, and put my self in a position

inescapable, 'cause you capable, of puttin' my life in danger
And it's causin' confusion, confusion draw
And shootin' up niggaz that pose a threat
Until somebody warns you you're close to death

With that iron, I'ma roll 'em, momma don't pray for me
I don't back down no nigga, they got a place for me
With that iron, I'ma roll wit' 'em, don't pray for me
I don't back down from no nigga, got a place for me

With that iron, I'ma roll 'em, momma don't pray for me
I don't down from no nigga, they got a place for me
that iron, I'ma roll wit' 'em, momma don't pray for me
I don't back down no nigga, they got a place for me

Don't love ya, don't ya
So why the fuck would I ya
You want my riches, delete ya
it's movin', it's shakin' number one spot takin'

Rap site tight and money we be
Clock six figures, brown beats and triggers
Drinkin' from the riggers, said the gon' fig us
I make, and everything I drive

Everything I and everything I ride
it, live for it, you niggaz kill for it
The new Juve tape, got you hoes weight
Can't get your life straight, to masturbate

Test a, like me boy and you better
Have on your bulletproof sweater, in an armored Jetta
Beware of these, in E's
time you breathe you recievin' a part of me

Look, my lyrics be combustible like
When I'm grabbin' for the mic and for your masses
I'm never on the ship that's steady sinkin'
control and all about self my way of thinkin'

Bankin', off top, runnin' them boys from the block
Totin' that we only use when we put on the spot
Now I got, a reason to live for to die
Keepin' a inventory on my supply, of gettin' high
when to stop, don't wanna be it, can't even see it
Not even them little that I be wit'

With iron, I'ma roll wit' 'em, momma don't pray for me
I don't back down from no nigga, got a place for me
With that iron, roll wit' 'em, momma don't pray for me
I don't back down from no nigga, they got a for me

With that iron, I'ma wit' 'em, momma don't pray for me
I don't down from no nigga, they got a place for me
With that iron, I'ma roll wit' 'em, don't pray for me
I don't back from no nigga, they got a place for me

I'm gettin' tired, of bullshit that we hearin'
I'm gettin' tired, to get my iron ready to ride
Ready to ride, to ride
to ride, lil wodie

Momma don't pray for me, I don't back down no nigga
Momma don't pray for me, I don't back down no nigga
Momma don't pray for me, I don't back down no nigga