Luyện nghe bài hát Rollin

[Intro x2: Kanye
Will I ever in this

My grandma said
never and she

Y'all that L.A. gang
banging, shit
Well you finna' out
what the game be
[Verse 1:
Red rag on my rear
No in the Porsche,
see clear
God up out
speakers so loud
that a nigga can't
you
up to a diamond
cross, I'm a
Got a nigga feeling
Obama
Niggas out my
windows, yelling,
say ?
sprayed up my 'Rari,
they up my

They at my top dog
like and Kendrick
I I'm a killa', god
it I meant it
I said I sold crack,
skillets
At my house, I
was selling in it
And god her soul,
she
out the four, load up
the
Pop up the trunk, up
them
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
life on both
I'm a killer, no ?
Ask 40 Glocc ,
don't me
Got a blood,
then come me
I'm on Crayon's and
Kobe's
Got off in my
Rollie,
stuffed in my
them Axel

Where I'm from,
at the police
Man these niggas
got me up
I'm like Papa in
blue truck
Red hat, red pants,
walking inside
the kush in my hand
I'm
[Hook x4:
Rollin', rollin', rollin',
rollin', rollin', rollin',
drugs up
[Verse 2: Trae The
Young nigga 15, ?
off in my pants
?
Finna' rob me a
who ?
Somebody give it to
me, or they wanna
the
used to stroke it
just to me scraps
Saturday, it was YO!
MTV
Got sick of at
niggas that ain't
deserve it so I
my older to beat
these
I ain't worried the
love, I've everything
The hot, like the
had it off in his

Send a strap way, I
a couple of fans
Last pack, I took and
a of bands
To think, of the
I was doing ?
But they give it to
me, I was
paying
I was a young wild
a couple screws
In the hood, I'm
scared, thing I'mma
use, I'm

[Verse 3: Wall]
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
codeine
to get blow like
my was runny
I work for mine, you
take from me
Wrap it up, like

And have it ready I
on up
Stacking on up,
from the on up
And I'm all the
like ice cream
trucks, rollin'

[Verse 4: Thug]
kush rolled, that
dream I'm
In the caddy' with
ninety-forty
a drop, put it in
the
But I got, on
bitch stolen
Had a but couldn't
afford the
Had paint, but it

Kick to try and get
that
Whole know, so
couldn't stand me
Run and tell mama,
come get son
Mama damn, what
the hell he
had bricks, but
didn't me shit
So when he to the
pen, I ain't said no
at work, so I ran
the
? on lock, I am the
Turn that face up the
Mary
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
Piece
you got one, you
want one, or you to
rob a for one
So it gon' be

(Gun shots, laughs)