Luyện nghe bài hát Roll Roll

Ain't no too hot
Me and my niggas 'bout to up shop
Hot boy grab the glock
So me and my niggas we could sell our

Ain't no too hot
Me and my niggas 'bout to up shop
Hot boy nigga the glock
So me and my we could sell our rocks

Every bag of that raw we hustle in the
From dusk to nigga from dawn to dark
Now if you tweakin', boy you be creepin'
But if you beefin', you 'bout to be sleepin'

Me and my dogs, we don't fuck with you
Go to the pen, don't fuck with no
See this shit is real, I with one eye open
See in the ghetto, niggas gotta be pistol

A thousand fuckin' grams that's what I'm with
Come short on the D, you what you twerkin' wit
It's murder, 187, I the third ward
We tote mac 11's if I die, write my in the sky
My niggas bust yo' ass y'all know why

I say, roll, roll, roll your up and down the street
On the first and fifteenth you don't have my
Me and my boys we gon' bring heat, ya heard me

I say, roll, roll, roll your dough up and the street
On the first and fifteenth you have my money
Me and my boys we bring that heat, ya heard me

a problem, I ain't get my hands dirty wit ya
Tellin' if we gon' come get ya, split ya
A soldier plottin' to rule the world with riches
Ask P to use this Hummer so I can fuck some

Run the block all week, trying to the cops
Niggas prayin' on my death before my drops
My niggas wearin' wires, Feds tappin' my
Send a check to IRS so they can leave me

Told my dog believe you we can rule the
He didn't listen, he'd stuff his nose with furl
found him dead in the project, brains on the ground
When you a fiend, the way the game go down

I say, roll, roll, roll your up and down the street
On the first and fifteenth you have my money
Me and my boys we bring that heat, ya heard me

Roll, roll, roll your dough up and down the
On the first and fifteenth you have my money
Me and my boys we gon' that heat, ya heard me

I'm from the chopper too
fuckin' around wit me, ain't no tellin' what I'ma do
Put my foot so far up yo' ass I'd probably lose my
That nigga chokin', motherfucker up blood

fuck the Heimlich maneuver
You don't want that to come to you
Yo' to come do you
hot iron will run ya through ya

You and yo' dudes don't be around you'll catch a contact
If you got beef wit a nigga
be 'round beef
You be on yo' back

Oh it ain't my fault, we'll dead niggas
move we infrared these niggas
We'll do these niggas, black proof these
Close these boys, black suit these niggas

We'll blast these niggas, walk past these
And ride on these bustas, just keep mashin' these
And we do it we'll toss the tec and ghetto
Plus I know not but to fuckin' floss the set

You ain't gotta ask who's Who's on top?
I question to ask y'all for real, Tru or not
If I got two guns, I'm sure one bust
If I got two niggas out when I bust

One gon' duck, the one that's wildin' the
That's the one I'ma bust, he trippin' after that
give him two 'cuz he don't think one was enough

I say, roll, roll, roll your dough up and the street
On the first and fifteenth you don't my money
Me and my boys we gon' bring that heat, ya me

Roll, roll, roll your dough up and down the
On the first and fifteenth you don't my money
Me and my boys we gon' bring heat, ya heard me