Luyện nghe bài hát Rollin'

See, I was trippin' through the city with a big ol'
off these niggaz 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 them niggaz creepin' two cars behind me
You'll never catch me slippin', just me and my
You must be smokin' if you think I'ma the police

I'm a beast, still got a
Still got my thumpin' down the concrete
Black and blue
is Strong Arm robbery, you can't deny me

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Six-four, chromed out, rollin'
Get your weight up 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 plateau
Sometimes it take a few steps back to mentally

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

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

It's the State heavyweight, holdin' 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, rollin'
Get your weight up 'cause X can't stop
Niggaz thought it was over but X came rollin'
I got my own sack to roll, so I'm

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

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

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