Luyện nghe bài hát The Rollers's Back

Uh-huh uhh, uhh,
uhh, uhh, uhh
Whoo! Whoo! Whoo! Whoo!
I, am, back,
Ha ha ha ha ha.. uh-oh, - whoo!
and gentlemen.. H, to the Izzo
I wanna everybody out there for they purchase
I surely it - whoo!
you about to witness is my thoughts
Just my man - right or wrong
Just I was feeling at the time, uhh
You felt like this, you vibe with me
Walk with a nigga man - vibe with me

Yo, gather round hustlers that's if you still
And get on down, to ol' Jig rhythm
Here's a of jewels to help you get through your bid in prison
A ribbon in the sky, keep head high
I, 'Vito, voice of the young people
Mouthpiece for hustlers I'm back
Your reign on the top was shorter leprechauns
Y'all can't fuck with Hov', what type of X on?
I got great lawyers for cops so dress
Charges don't stick to he's teflon
I'm too sexy for jail like I'm Said Fred
I'm not guilty, now back my bread
Mr. District I'm not sure if they told you
I'm on TV every day, where the fuck I go to
plus - Hov' run, Hov' stand and fight
Hov's a soldier, Hov' been fightin all his so
What you do to me? It's not new to me
Sue me; fuck you - what's a couple to me?
But you will respect me, as that
Or I got no goin back
I'm representin for the seat Rosa Parks sat
Where Malcolm X was shot, Martin Luther was popped
So off we go, let the blow
And on, because the driver of the mission is a pro
The roller's

Uhh, uhh uhh
I, am, BACK, - whoo! whoo! whoo! whoo!
Yeah, yeah,
the motherfuckin speakers up
The ruler's
I, am, back,
Yeah, geah, yeah, geah, yeah, geah,

Well in these times, well at to me
There's a lot of rappers out there tryin to like Jay-Z
help you out, here's what you do
You gonna need a wide lens cause that's a big shoe
And you got a couple of and you don't have a +Clue+?
You situation is +Bleek+, I'ma keep it +Rell+
Fuckin with me, you gotta drop
Cause if you gonna cop somethin you cop f'real
Don't only talk it, walk it - from the Bricks to the booth
I can the future like Cleo the psychic
You date skills and wife it (uh-uh)
And you can't sell me bullshit, we the prices
So what life is? We gon' roll
'til the fall off, y'all muh'fuckers check the tires
Off we go, let the trumpets
And hold on, because the of that Bentley is a pro
The roller's

Uhh, uhh
I, am, back,
good! Ha
Pah, at me!
The ruler's
Yeah.. whoo!
Yeah.. yeah.. yeah..

Now bounce, c'mon,
Uhh, whoo! Whoo!
Bounce, c'mon,
Uhh, uhh, yeah,
Bounce, c'mon,
Uhh, yeah, my thoughts ladies and gentlemen
Just what I'm feelin at the time, you what I mean?
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