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

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