Luyện nghe bài hát Roll Call

Attention, kids
I know, fans of his
If it ain't no Cham, then it gon' jam
I threw it off a

And if it your ears
And you're tired, of you hear
Homie have no fear, the here
We gon' shut it down, year, yeah

A.N.I. out in Cleveland, out in taller
Music in Abilene, waiting for my arrival
Music City in V.A., say hey ain't tighter
Super Sounds in Atlanta like that Mix Tap Messiah

Colorado fa sho, they say that Koopa's on
Ask James at Eackazam, tell you I'm no liar
Been in the game for a minute, I'm one of the biggest
I'm the rapper waiting for, you the rapper they tired of

How the hell you say you up so quick and then rub it in
When you seen a royalty check and know nothing 'bout publishing
I feel sorry for the year old teenagers, who loving him
They try to with the sharks but I'm sorry, he doesn't swim

I'ma rip off another limb, no for partici-hating
I suggest that you get to shaking the spot and just locations
I wouldn't stop if he told me, if him and Kent was dating
'Cause he couldn't spit than me that pussy was kissing Satan

I know the public is waiting for Controversy to
Most of the of the real niggaz locked and ain't made bail
Pimp, Z-Ro, 50/50 locked up behind
'Cause of figga ass niggaz like Dike Jones trying to tell

Who? naw, who? Hell naw
He told me a different story then the one he to tell y'all
Hell naw, who? Hell naw
I don't wan' diss my old dog so I'ma a deuce for Paul

Who told DSR that he make more me and P
And my nigga Thee, Dike Jones could it be
You could of my whole body and couldn't afford a sleeve
I don't even drop a CD and still clear more forty G's

A and it's just my check and ain't even got to my savings
The the bank is saving, plus the money my safe is saving
Let's flame him he say that he blazing
He blew up quick and nobody was there to him

Keep it I tried to but you know I'm a rider
Get respect in Louisiana and all the way to
Florida DJ Smallz, Atlanta with DJ
Off this money I make, probably go hit the Bahamas

Get respect in Cali, Vallejo they popping
Get of the streets, you get respected to tollers
So what I'm trying to say is, I'ma be here
I'm the rapper they waiting for, you the they tired of

Tha-thank you Chamillion, um, you it here first
At WKTB work your booty, radio station, um
seems to be an excessive amount of fraud artists out here
And we have a couple of artists here that feel the way
Uh, let me what you have to say here sir

Let me all the talk, can't match up with my vault
You getting no respect from real G's on the North
You get put in tape, you cupcake you too soft
Ain't no rapper got broke off hard since Tha Boss

I've seen your chain but I how much it
You can't be like E.S.G. and let your body
Seen the that you was saying, was Swishahouse
But that was Tow studio and that was the South

You ain't in the dope
Real niggaz know, he wasn't cocaine
Real niggaz po' a whole cup of that
Niggaz I know, ain't your name

What you gonna say now? Dike is a
Come around hurry and you gon' get beat
Man up I'm in the club, sipping crown
And niggaz getting tired of Dike in D-Town

And a one and a two and a nobody
Who he with? Man it sho ain't nobody
Pass me the Nina, worry I got it
Whodie I'll blow his chest up, he won't nobody

I was gripping on my and wood wheel, wood wheel
Music on the radio, I couldn't feel, feel
Popped in a grey tape I'm trill
Pussy gimmick nigga, nigga, get real, get

But nigga make me grab this steel
Pull it, I'll your crew
Nigga you don't the real
My nigga, don't say you do

I turn scene, to a crime scene
Don't make me, tape your shoe
'Cause DJ Screw, Screw
And Screw, you
Man it back, I'm with it