Luyện nghe bài hát Roll The Shit

"I really hate to resort
To knockin elderly people in the for they money!
But I'll do it! 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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[Chorus: 50 (Kidd Kidd)]
roll the shit, I'll smoke the shit
(Nigga I'm as a muh'fucker)
roll the shit, I'll smoke the shit {"The Letter C"}
(Ain't nann nigga to come tell me nothin)
I'll roll the shit, I'll the shit
(I'll yo' bitch come smoke with me)
I'll roll the shit - I'll roll the
(That's why yo' bitch wan' with me, huh!)
My Bentley 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, smoke the shit...
I'll roll the shit - smoke the shit...

[50
Hey Slim, hey look what you done did
Made a Southside nigga get a pocket full of
Got that Bentley Mulsanne to match that
Beige leather seats in it, they match that
smoke same color to match that coat
I'm chin-chillin; Mo'
Dom poppin, rockin
My knockin, your bitch watchin
My feds my shit
Blew a grand apiece on all of my
Get your ass whipped you on my shit
Nigga you I'm all in yo' bitch
Put her in the club, teach her to trick
be nimble, Jack'll cum quick
This pimp shit, the paper off bitch
That shit fake, don't tick
Them diamonds, what is this shit?
I'm confused, this bill don't go and
I'm a match that with my hat
They said I off, I snapped right back
my money can't fit in no safe
Got a for e'ry lil' bump on yo' face
Tryin to count mine, I'm up in the vault
Better a pound if you niggaz wan' smoke

[Kidd (50 Cent):]
HUH! 50 Cent, look what you did
Took a Ninth Ward nigga from the made him big
Now hoe want a kid from the Kidd Kidd
They tripped, and fell on my dick
me brain like I ain't got no sense
I got change, and lil' cents
I got rich, they ain't me since
Now it's all startin to sense
I pull up in that new Benz
All of a sudden I got brand new
Brand new chopper, bitch go
BRRRRRT, I just broke wind
(I roll the shit, I 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
low but I'm so high
Don't ask me, I know why
I'll roll the shit and smoke the shit
If I don't pass the shit don't for shit, HUH!