Luyện nghe bài hát Roll Roll

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

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

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

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

A thousand fuckin' grams what I'm workin' with
Come short on the D, you know what you wit
It's murder, 187, I represent the third
We mac 11's if I die, write my name 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 my money
Me and my boys we gon' bring heat, ya heard me

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

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

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

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

I say, roll, roll, your dough 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

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 that heat, ya me

I'm from the chopper 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 chokin', motherfucker coughin' 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 around 'cuz you'll 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, proof these niggas
Close casket these boys, black suit these

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

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

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

I say, roll, roll, roll your dough up and 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 don't my money
Me and my boys we gon' that heat, ya heard me