Luyện nghe bài hát Rollin'

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

I wonder why the fuck are they me
I seem them niggaz two cars behind me
You'll never catch me slippin', 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 thumpin' down the
and blue Bugatti
This is Strong Arm robbery, you can't me

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

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

Six-four, chromed out, ragtop
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'

Yeah, my release through the streets
We hang orangutans, mangle the beat
hatin', gravitatin' to the lies that they tell
My reality takin' over where that fail

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

Boomerang my change, I some thangs
My slang, click, bang and expose brains
Then I pray, Our who art in Heaven
Got jumpin' out the buildin' like 9/11

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

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

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

Yeah, I repeat my name over
I binge on the finer things, you in defeat
Escalation, elevation to plateau
Sometimes it take a few back to mentally grow

Here we go, what you Campaign in motion
Straight West Coast and worldwide rollin'
Got that Aston Martin DV9 equipped a stash box
In case I ever find myself alone in a tight

Strip down my frame, my lane
Insane with my ink pen, Kane
complain when the chamber slide back and bang
Make it taste like when you sayin' my name

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

Six-four, chromed out, ragtop
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'

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

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