Luyện nghe bài hát Rollin

[Intro x2: West]
Will I ever in this

My grandma I'll
never and she

Y'all that L.A. gang
banging, right
you finna' find out
what the game be
1: Game]
Red rag on my view
No in the Porsche,
see clear
God up out
them so loud
that a can't hear
you
up to a diamond
cross, I'm a
Got a nigga like
'nem
Niggas out my
windows, yelling,
say ?
sprayed up my 'Rari,
they up my

They at my top dog
like Ab-Soul and
I I'm a killa', god
it I meant it
I I sold crack, nigga
skillets
At my house, I
was work in it
And god her soul,
she
Back out the four, up
the
Pop up the trunk, up
pots
Aye 'Ye, is this how
do it in the Chi?
Vice Lords,
and Bloods in the ?
on
Yes a did swore he
was a man in the hood,
now he for his
on both knees
I'm a killer, no ?
Ask 40 , niggas
don't me
Got a blood,
come show me
I'm on Rose and
Kobe's
Got off in my
Rollie,
in my stogie
Motherfuck them

Where I'm from,
at the police
Man these niggas
got me up
I'm Papa Smurf in
that truck
Red hat, red pants,
inside dreams
with the kush in my
I'm
x4: Z-Ro]
Rollin', rollin', rollin',
rollin', rollin', rollin',
drugs up
[Verse 2: Trae The
Young 15, ? sand
Sawed off in my
?
Finna' rob me a
who ?
gon' give it to
me, or wanna feel
the
Mama used to it
to feed me scraps
Saturday, it was YO!
MTV
Got of looking at
niggas that ain't
deserve it so I
my older brother to
traps
I ain't about the
love, I've seen
The hood hot, the
had it off in his

Send a your way, I
seen a couple of
pack, I took that and
a of bands
To think, of the
I was doing ?
But would give it to
me, I was
dues
I was a young wild
missing a screws
In the hood, I'm
scared, thing I'mma
use, I'm

[Verse 3: Paul
Mane, up
? with a cup of lean,
and a 4-0
No more sleep, get
more bucks, OG up
Stakes are high, so I
to God the don't roll
up
Big sister told me I
to up
But I that money,
not crumb me
Copping and my
coming
Trying to get like
my was runny
I for mine, you can't
that from me
Wrap it up, Egyptian

And it ready when I
on up
Stacking on up,
the floor on up
And I'm all the
like ice cream
trucks, just

[Verse 4: Slim
kush rolled, that
dream I'm
In the candy caddy'
with
a drop, put it in
the
But I got, on
that bitch
Had a grill but
afford the
Had paint, but it

Kick to try and get
that
family know, so
they stand me
Run and tell mama,
get your son
Mama like damn,
the hell he
had bricks, but
didn't give me
So when he to the
pen, I ain't no shit
at work, so I ran
the
? on lock, I am the
Turn that face up the
Jane
I was 'caine, got
us all out

[Outro:
Comptron, all the
way to
Back on to
Houston, baby
The Truth, Z-Ro, Slim
Thugga, Wall,
Common, West,
and The
Jesus
you got one, you
want one, or you to
rob a for one
So what's it be

(Gun shots, laughs)