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

 I’m talking’  roots
  can’t hate where I’m from
 Cause where I’m from made me (Cause where I’m  made me)
  came from the bottom of the slums
 But now I got 
 That’s because of my roots  Yeah, Yeah, Yeeeaaahh)
 I’m talking’ bout  (Yeah, Yeah, Yeeeaaahh)
 I’m  bout roots
 
 Verse 1
 Hey I can’t be  at what ya’ll meet ahead
 I don’t regret my ghetto struggle due  my success
 It  that beautiful to write on overcoming stress
 Top Ramen noodles  pappy for the fact I was fed
 Look at me now but all before  Mr. Skid Row
 The dirty south ain’t just a name the way  been poor
 The projects burnin’  I call it gizmo
 Went from a gun to  cars in a Jigga video
 Can’t find a meal to a mil,  God know it
 No record deal to a deal, I work  for it
  I live to I’m livin’ like my Momma told it
 Before you  it, gotta sew it
 Yeah
 
 Chorus
 I’m  bout roots
 I can’t  where I’m from
 Cause where I’m from made me (Cause where  from made me)
 I came from  bottom of the slums
  now I got me...me
 That’s  of my roots (Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeeeaaahh)
 I’m talking’ bout roots  Yeah, Yeeeaaahh)
 I’m talking bout 
 
 Verse 2
 Hey, still on my coupe  can’t take
 Somebody had to be just  get away
 My sister had to leave,  respect her stayin safe
 Oh yea I had to grieve but I’m stronger to this 
 Pain, I can’t ignore it, you might say I’m 
  mistakin’ for courage, which victory so gorgeous
 Make it through two Bush, I can make it through any 
 Hunger gave me the wish, but the  is so important
 37 ave  187 street, Miami (Karat city), now I’m part of a legacy
 I’m thankful for the hood, what is love without 
 There’s only  letters really help me
 
 Chorus
 I’m talking’ bout 
  can’t hate where I’m from
 Cause where I’m  made me (Cause where I’m from made me)
 I  from the bottom of the slums
  now I got me...me
 That’s because of my roots (Yeah,  Yeah, Yeeeaaahh)
 I’m talking’ bout roots  Yeah, Yeeeaaahh)
 I’m  bout roots
 
 Verse 3
 Hey I  the seeds been planted
 It’s  my soul but my dreams been granted
  triple life towards, much deeper than nurse planet
  could I want more than redoing I never planned it
 Gets  lower than a grabbin’ on your feet
 A man  stand for nothin’if he fall off with the feet
 A baller  a hitter all in the street
  you look beneath the sand then we all need a crease
 Roots  the branches, roots before mansions
 Roots  your paper crazier than Marilyn Manson
  with your grandparents, roots under your canvas
 Roots whether you black, white, or 
 
 Chorus
 I’m  bout roots
 I can’t hate where  from
 Cause where  from made me (Cause where I’m from made me)
 I came from the bottom of  slums
 But now I  me...me
 That’s because  my roots (Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeeeaaahh)
 I’m talking’ bout roots (Yeah,  Yeeeaaahh)
  talking bout roots