Luyện nghe bài hát High Rollers

Speed of life,fast,it's like walkin' barefoot over glass
It's like,jumpin' rope on a razor
All quick decisions are made
Lifestyle plush,females
This high profile personality,who earns his pay
liar,schoolboys admire
Young girls desire,very few live to
Cash flow extreme,dress code supreme,vocabulary
player,you know what I mean

The rollers

of the city,stop foolin' yourself
Crime rules the streets,who the else
All the have gone out to play
Because for enough cold they'll look the other way
look at the cars as they go by
Benz,Ferraris,trucks up
Beepers connecting players to deals
With all of this technology who needs to
Just live a life of leisure every and day
And you're proof that crime does pay
Your is dangerous and reckless
You eat fly guys and for breakfast
You're a titan of the age
muscles flex with a Uzi or 12 gauge
And you love the game,that's why you
Because you're high priced,high speed.high

You're a roller

The rollers

When I say rollers,I mean the best
Forget the half-steppers,eject the
Because these ranked officials of our city streets
Make all triggered by electric beeps
They dress in diamonds and chains
got the blood of SCARFACE runnin' through their veins
Silk shirts,leather suits,hair always
Eelskin boots,large hearts,though their sizes
Bankrolls that take 2 pockets to
Cruisin' in their 500 Benz
With their systems peaked out PUSHER MAM
Yes,their fashion's high and to beat
They buy their from GUCCI'S not the swapmeet
Eat very weel,much
And whatever you need,they sell

The high

Oh yes,I'm to tell you females also roll
Drive the same cars,somethimes wear more
as an igloo,or hot as a flame
They'll shake ya,break ya and you know their name
to the max,all marks will be taxed
These girls drive not CADILLACS
is demanded,most men don't understand it
Till peep the huge bank that these girls have landed
junkies for fun,love life on the run
And if things get hot,they will a gun
Prey on the lame,no shame to the
And they all seek POWER,fuck the

The high

Now stations probably won't play
This record of the things I say
They'll say I'm the hustlin' hood
And a record like can do no good
But I'm not here to tell ya or wrong
I don't know which of the law you belong
Yes,the has flash,but sometimes hurts
any mistake,hard times lurks
And jail's not your problem,though it may seem
You may die by a barrage from an M-16
But to his own,choose the mobile phone
The tailored suit,the luxury
You'll never get caught,'cause you got of ice
And you're much smarter than those crooks on Vice

You wanta be a high

The high