Luyện nghe bài hát Roll The Shit

"I hate havin to resort
To knockin elderly in the head for they money!
But do it! I'll do it!
Yea, you I'll do it
do it, I'll do it
Yea, you know do it
I gettin high, mm-uh-uh"
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50 Cent (Kidd Kidd)]
I'll roll the shit, I'll smoke the
(Nigga I'm as a muh'fucker)
I'll roll the shit, I'll smoke the shit {"The C"}
(Ain't nann 'bout to come tell me nothin)
I'll roll the shit, I'll the shit
(I'll make yo' come smoke with me)
I'll roll the shit - roll the shit
(That's why yo' bitch wan' with me, huh!)
My Coupe ain't got no top
hot, I'm checkin my AP
If I let's roll, then bitch you wan' roll
you must be crazy
I'll roll the shit, I'll the shit...
I'll the shit - I'll smoke the shit...

[50
Hey Slim, hey Shady look what you did
Made a Southside nigga get a pocket full of
Got that Bentley Mulsanne to match that
leather seats in it, they match that dope
Kush smoke same color to that coat
I'm Mo' spillin
Dom poppin, rockin
My beat knockin, your bitch
My clockin my shit
Blew a grand apiece on all of my
Get ass whipped you step on my shit
Nigga you blink I'm all in yo'
Put her in the club, teach her to turn
Jack'll be nimble, cum quick
This pimp shit, break the off bitch
That fake, Audemars don't tick
Them ain't diamonds, what is shit?
I'm confused, this don't go and pick
I'm a match deal with my hat
They said I fell off, I snapped back
Nigga my money can't fit in no
Got a mil' for lil' bump on yo' face
Tryin to count mine, I'm up in the vault
have a pound if you niggaz wan' smoke

[Kidd (50 Cent):]
HUH! 50 Cent, what you done did
Took a Ninth nigga from the hood made him big
Now every hoe want a kid from the Kidd
They tripped, and fell on my dick
Give me like I ain't got no sense
I got change, and lil' cents
I got rich, they ain't seen me
Now it's all to make sense
I pull up in brand new Benz
All of a sudden I got brand new
Brand new chopper, bitch go
BRRRRRT, I just broke wind
(I the shit, I smoke the shit)
I she was in my bed
(I roll the - I smoke the shit)
Damn! I blew all my bread
That Lambo got no top
Man I'm hotter stove top
Gang, we on top
And we a smoke-out
Eyes low but I'm so
ask me, I don't know why
I'll the shit and I'll smoke the shit
If I pass the shit don't task for shit, HUH!