Luyện nghe bài hát Roll Roll

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

no block too hot
Me and my niggas to open up shop
Hot boy nigga the glock
So me and my we could sell our rocks

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

Me and my dogs, we fuck with you cats
Go to the pen, fuck with no rats
See this shit is real, I sleep with one eye
See in the ghetto, niggas gotta be totin'

A thousand fuckin' grams that's what I'm with
Come short on the D, you know what you 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 gon' why

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

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

It's a problem, I ain't get my hands wit ya
if we gon' come get ya, chopper split ya
A young soldier plottin' to rule the world riches
Ask P to use this Hummer so I can fuck bitches

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

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

I say, roll, roll, roll your dough up and the street
On the first and fifteenth you don't have my
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' bring heat, ya heard me

I'm from the [Incomprehensible] too
Come fuckin' around wit me, no tellin' what I'ma do
Put my foot so far up yo' ass I'd lose my shoe
That nigga chokin', motherfucker coughin' up

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

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

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

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

You ain't gotta ask hot? 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 wildin' out when I bust

One gon' duck, the one wildin' the most
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, roll your dough up and down the
On the and fifteenth you don't have 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 have my
Me and my we gon' bring that heat, ya heard me