Luyện nghe bài hát Roll The Shit

"I really hate to resort
To elderly people in the head for they money!
But do it! I'll do it!
Yea, you I'll do it
I'll do it, do it
Yea, you I'll do it
I gettin high, mm-uh-uh"
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[Chorus: 50 (Kidd Kidd)]
I'll roll the shit, I'll the shit
(Nigga I'm as a muh'fucker)
I'll the shit, I'll smoke the shit {"The Letter C"}
(Ain't nann nigga 'bout to tell me nothin)
I'll the shit, I'll smoke the shit
(I'll yo' bitch come smoke with me)
I'll roll the shit - I'll the shit
(That's why yo' bitch roll with me, huh!)
My Bentley Coupe got no top
It's hot, I'm my AP
If I shout let's roll, bitch you wan' roll
Nigga you be crazy
roll the shit, I'll smoke the shit...
I'll roll the - I'll smoke the shit...

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

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