Luyện nghe bài hát Rollin'

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

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

I'm a beast, still got a
Still got my Converse down the concrete
Black and Bugatti
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, been in Rome
This is grown man business, the tone

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

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

Yeah, my release bang the streets
We hang orangutans, mangle the beat
Niggaz hatin', gravitatin' to the lies that they
My reality takin' over where that fiction

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

Boomerang my change, I some 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 them like Rock
You get knocked out, get socked in fuckin' mouth
Now know the business, you want it, come get it
But if you rollin', throw it up, let me know you with it

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

Six-four, chromed out, rollin'
Get your up 'cause X can't stop rollin'
Niggaz 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 steps back to mentally

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

Strip my frame, repave my lane
with my ink pen, Citizen Kane
Don't complain when the chamber slide and bang
Make it taste like shit you sayin' my name

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

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

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

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