Luyện nghe bài hát Roll Roll

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

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

bag of that raw we hustle in the park
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 with you cats
Go to the pen, fuck with no rats
See shit is real, I sleep with one eye open
See in the ghetto, niggas gotta be pistol

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

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 gon' that heat, ya heard me

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

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

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

Told my dog believe you we can the world
He didn't listen, he'd rather stuff his nose with
They found him dead in the project, brains on the
When you a fiend, that's the way the game go

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

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

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

Well fuck the maneuver
You don't that drama to come to you
Yo' to come do you
'Cuz hot iron will run ya ya

You and yo' dudes don't be 'cuz 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, dead these niggas
move we infrared these niggas
We'll do these niggas, black proof niggas
Close these boys, black suit these niggas

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

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

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

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

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