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

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