Luyện nghe bài hát Roll The Shit

"I really hate havin to
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)
I'll the shit, I'll smoke the shit {"The Letter C"}
(Ain't nigga '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 - I'll roll the shit
(That's why yo' bitch wan' roll me, huh!)
My Bentley Coupe got no top
It's hot, I'm my AP
If I shout let's roll, then bitch you roll
you must be crazy
I'll roll the shit, smoke the shit...
I'll roll the shit - I'll the shit...

[50
Hey Slim, hey Shady look you done did
Made a Southside nigga get a pocket of bread
Got that Bentley to match that boat
Beige seats in it, they match that dope
Kush smoke same color to match coat
I'm chin-chillin; Mo'
Dom poppin, party
My beat knockin, your bitch
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
Jack'll be nimble, cum quick
pimp shit, break the paper off bitch
That fake, Audemars don't tick
Them diamonds, what is this shit?
I'm confused, this bill don't go and
I'm a match that deal my hat
They said I fell off, I snapped right
my money can't fit in no safe
Got a mil' for e'ry lil' bump on yo'
Tryin to count mine, I'm up in the vault
Better 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 the Kidd Kidd
They tripped, slipped and fell on my
Give me brain I ain't got no sense
I got change, and lil' cents
I got rich, they ain't seen me
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 roll the shit, I the shit)
I she was in my bed
(I roll the shit - I the shit)
Damn! I through all my bread
That ain't got no top
Man I'm hotter stove top
Gang, we on top
And we havin a
Eyes low but I'm so
Don't ask me, I know why
I'll roll the and I'll smoke the shit
If I don't pass the shit don't for shit, HUH!