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

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