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

 I’m talking’ bout 
 I can’t hate where I’m 
 Cause where I’m from made me (Cause  I’m from made me)
 I  from the bottom of the slums
 But  I got me...me
 That’s because of my roots (Yeah, Yeah,  Yeeeaaahh)
 I’m talking’  roots (Yeah, Yeah, Yeeeaaahh)
  talking bout roots
 
 Verse 1
 Hey I can’t be mad at what ya’ll  ahead
 I  regret my ghetto struggle due to my success
 It ain’t that beautiful  write on overcoming stress
 Top Ramen noodles thank pappy for the  I was fed
 Look at me now but all before  Mr. Skid Row
 The dirty south ain’t just a name  way I’ve been poor
 The  burnin’ white, I call it gizmo
 Went from  gun to them cars in a Jigga video
 Can’t find a meal to  mil, only God know it
 No record deal  a deal, I work hard for it
 Can I live to I’m  like my Momma told it
 Before you rip it, gotta sew 
 Yeah
 
 Chorus
  talking’ bout roots
 I can’t hate  I’m from
 Cause where I’m from made me (Cause  I’m from made me)
 I came from the bottom  the slums
 But  I got me...me
 That’s because of my roots  Yeah, Yeah, Yeeeaaahh)
 I’m talking’ bout roots (Yeah, Yeah, 
  talking bout roots
 
 Verse 2
 Hey, still on my  but can’t take
 Somebody had to  just to get away
 My sister had to  I respect her stayin safe
  yea I had to grieve but I’m stronger to this day
 Pain, I can’t ignore it, you  say I’m ignorant
 I’m mistakin’ for  which victory so gorgeous
 Make it through two Bush, I can make it through any 
 Hunger  me the wish, but the bottom is so important
 37 ave and 187 street, Miami (Karat city), now I’m part  a legacy
 I’m thankful for  hood, what is love without jealousy
 There’s only five letters really help 
 
 Chorus
 I’m talking’ bout 
 I can’t  where I’m from
 Cause where I’m from made me (Cause  I’m from made me)
 I came from  bottom of the slums
 But now I got 
 That’s because of  roots (Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeeeaaahh)
 I’m  bout roots (Yeah, Yeah, Yeeeaaahh)
 I’m talking  roots
 
 Verse 3
 Hey I know the seeds  planted
 It’s  my soul but my dreams been granted
 That triple life towards, much  than nurse planet
 What could I want more than redoing I  planned it
 Gets no lower than a grabbin’ on your 
 A man will  for nothin’if he fall off with the feet
 A  and a hitter all in the street
 If you look beneath the sand then we  need a crease
 Roots  the branches, roots before mansions
 Roots  your paper crazier than Marilyn Manson
 Roots with your grandparents, roots under your 
 Roots whether you black, white, or 
 
 Chorus
 I’m talking’ bout 
 I can’t hate  I’m from
 Cause where I’m from made me (Cause where I’m from  me)
 I came from the bottom of the 
 But  I got me...me
  because of my roots (Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeeeaaahh)
 I’m talking’ bout roots (Yeah, Yeah, 
 I’m talking bout