Luyện nghe bài hát Rollin'

See, I was trippin' the city with a big ol' pistol
Trickin' off these in the Range, rental
I was smokin', drinkin', end up tipsy
through my rear view, they followin' me

I why the fuck are they followin' me
I seem niggaz creepin' two cars behind me
You'll catch me slippin', just me and my piece
You must be if you think I'ma call the police

I'm a beast, got a crease
Still got my Converse down the concrete
Black and blue
This is Strong Arm robbery, you deny me

My garage, a mirage, a of chrome
I look with the nine when I leave my home
Been on tour in Japan, relaxed in Rome
is grown man business, recognize the tone

If I don't recognize the number, won't answer my
Rockin' every area code, stay in my zone
I don't play no games now, bitch, I'm grown
Now I crack your fuckin' to the shit I'm on, yeah

Six-four, chromed out, rollin'
Get your weight up 'cause X stop rollin'
Niggaz thought it was over but X back rollin'
I got my own to roll, so I'm rollin'

Yeah, my release through the streets
We hang like orangutans, the beat
Niggaz hatin', gravitatin' to the lies that they
My reality takin' where that fiction fail

What the hell, might as well the cards I'm holdin'
taste, aromatic, backwood rollin'
Got the Range Rover supercharged, complete with the kit
My chain hang to my dang-a-lang, the fuck, bitch?

Boomerang my change, I rearrange thangs
My slang, click, bang and expose they
I pray, Our Father who art in Heaven
Got people jumpin' out the like 9/11

Malcolm X to the Z, landin' on like Plymouth Rock
You get knocked out, get socked in your fuckin'
Now e'rybody the business, you want it, come get it
But if you rollin', throw it up, let me know that you it

Six-four, chromed out, rollin'
Get your weight up 'cause X can't stop
Niggaz it was over but X came back rollin'
I got my own sack to roll, so I'm

Six-four, out, ragtop rollin'
Get your up 'cause X can't stop rollin'
Niggaz thought it was but X came back rollin'
I got my own sack to roll, so I'm

Yeah, I my name over beats
I binge on the finer things, you cringe in
Escalation, elevation to another
Sometimes it a few steps back to mentally grow

Here we go, what you know? Campaign in
Straight West and West worldwide rollin'
Got that Martin DV9 equipped with a stash box
In I ever find myself alone in a tight spot

Strip down my frame, my lane
Insane with my ink pen, Citizen
Don't complain when the chamber slide back and
Make it taste like shit when you my name

It's the Golden State heavyweight, the belt
'Cause I'm a one man army, I don't no help
This is a pistol, I use to myself
Careful hammerhead hollow points
Is bad for health, my nia

Six-four, chromed out, rollin'
Get your weight up 'cause X stop rollin'
Niggaz thought it was over but X came rollin'
I got my own sack to roll, so I'm

Six-four, out, ragtop rollin'
Get your weight up 'cause X can't stop
Niggaz thought it was over but X came rollin'
I got my own to roll, so I'm rollin'

See, I was trippin' the city with a big ol' pistol
Trickin' off these in the Range, rental
I was smokin', drinkin', end up kinda
Lookin' my rear view, they followin' me

I wonder why the fuck are followin' me
I seem them niggaz creepin' two cars me
You'll never me slippin', just me and my piece
You must be smokin' if you I'ma call the police