Luyện nghe bài hát Rollin

[Intro x2: Kanye
Will I change in this

My grandma said
never and she

Y'all think that L.A.
banging, right
Well you finna' out
what the be like
[Verse 1:
Red rag on my view
No in the Porsche,
see through
God up out
speakers so loud
that a nigga can't
you
Wake up to a
cross, I'm a
Got a feeling like
'nem
Niggas out my
windows, yelling,
say ?
sprayed up my 'Rari,
they up my

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

Where I'm from,
shooting at the
Man fuck niggas
got me up
I'm Papa Smurf in
blue truck
Red hat, red pants,
walking dreams
with the in my hand
I'm
[Hook x4:
Rollin', rollin', rollin',
rollin', rollin', rollin',
Them up
2: Trae The Truth]
Young nigga 15, ?
off in my pants
?
Finna' rob me a
who ?
Somebody gon' it to
me, or they wanna
the
used to stroke it
just to feed me
Saturday, it was YO!
MTV
Got of looking at
other niggas that
deserve it so I
my brother to beat
traps
I worried about the
love, I've everything
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
heat I was ?
But they give it to
me, I was
paying
I was a young wild
missing a couple
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 sleep, gotta get
more bucks, OG up
are high, so I pray
to God the folks roll
up
Big told me I need
to up
But I need money,
not crumb me
Copping and my
codeine
to get blow like
my was runny
I work for mine, you
that from me
Wrap it up, like

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

[Verse 4: Thug]
Keep rolled, that
I'm holding
In the caddy' with
with
a drop, put it in
the
But I got, on
that stolen
Had a grill but
the wheels
Had paint, but it

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

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

(Gun shots, laughs)