🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: R.O.O.T.S - Flo Rida

  talking’ bout roots
 I can’t hate  I’m from
 Cause where I’m from made me (Cause where I’m  made me)
 I came from the bottom  the slums
 But now I got 
 That’s because of  roots (Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeeeaaahh)
 I’m  bout roots (Yeah, Yeah, Yeeeaaahh)
 I’m  bout roots
 
 Verse 1
 Hey I can’t  mad at what ya’ll meet ahead
 I don’t regret  ghetto struggle due to my success
  ain’t that beautiful to write on overcoming stress
 Top Ramen noodles thank pappy for the  I was fed
 Look at me now but all before hey Mr. Skid 
 The dirty  ain’t just a name the way I’ve been poor
  projects burnin’ white, I call it gizmo
 Went from a gun to  cars in a Jigga video
 Can’t find a meal to a mil, only God  it
 No record deal to a deal, I work  for it
 Can I  to I’m livin’ like my Momma told it
 Before you rip  gotta sew it
 Yeah
 
 Chorus
 I’m talking’ bout 
 I can’t hate  I’m from
  where I’m from made me (Cause where I’m from made me)
 I came from  bottom of the slums
 But now I  me...me
 That’s because  my roots (Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeeeaaahh)
  talking’ bout roots (Yeah, Yeah, Yeeeaaahh)
 I’m  bout roots
 
 Verse 2
 Hey, still on  coupe but can’t take
 Somebody had to be just to get 
 My sister had to leave, I respect her stayin 
 Oh yea I had to grieve but I’m stronger to  day
 Pain,  can’t ignore it, you might say I’m ignorant
 I’m mistakin’  courage, which victory so gorgeous
 Make it through two  I can make it through any forest
 Hunger gave me the wish,  the bottom is so important
 37 ave and  street, Miami (Karat city), now I’m part of a legacy
 I’m thankful  the hood, what is love without jealousy
  only five letters really help me
 
 Chorus
 I’m talking’ bout 
  can’t hate where I’m from
 Cause where I’m from made me  where I’m from made me)
 I came from the bottom of  slums
 But  I got me...me
 That’s because of my roots (Yeah, Yeah,  Yeeeaaahh)
  talking’ bout roots (Yeah, Yeah, Yeeeaaahh)
 I’m talking  roots
 
 Verse 3
 Hey I know the seeds  planted
 It’s damaging my soul  my dreams been granted
 That triple life  much deeper than nurse planet
 What could I  more than redoing I never planned it
 Gets  lower than a grabbin’ on your feet
 A man will stand  nothin’if he fall off with the feet
  baller and a hitter all in the street
 If you look beneath the sand then we all need a 
  before the branches, roots before mansions
 Roots before your paper  than Marilyn Manson
 Roots with your grandparents, roots under  canvas
 Roots whether  black, white, or Spanish
 
 Chorus
  talking’ bout roots
 I  hate where I’m from
 Cause where I’m from made me (Cause where I’m  made me)
 I came from  bottom of the slums
 But now  got me...me
 That’s because of my roots (Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, 
 I’m talking’  roots (Yeah, Yeah, Yeeeaaahh)
 I’m talking  roots