Luyện nghe bài hát Rollin'

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

I why the fuck are they followin' me
I seem niggaz creepin' two cars behind me
never 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 Arm robbery, you can't deny me

My garage, a mirage, a of chrome
I alive 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 recognize the number, won't answer my phone
Rockin' every code, still stay in my zone
I play no fuckin' games now, bitch, I'm grown
Now I your 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 release through the streets
We like orangutans, mangle the beat
Niggaz hatin', gravitatin' to the lies they tell
My reality takin' over that fiction fail

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

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

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

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

Six-four, chromed out, rollin'
Get your 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

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

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

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

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

Six-four, out, ragtop rollin'
Get weight up 'cause X can't stop rollin'
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 to roll, so I'm rollin'

See, I was trippin' through the city 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 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 think call the police