Luyện nghe bài hát Rollin

[Intro x2: Kanye
I ever change in this

My grandma said
change and she

Y'all that L.A. gang
banging, shit
you finna' find out
what the game be
[Verse 1:
Red rag on my rear
No in the Porsche,
see clear
God up out
them so loud
that a can't hear
you
Wake up to a
cross, I'm a
Got a nigga feeling
Obama
shout 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 said I crack, nigga
bubbling
At my house, I
was selling in it
And god her soul,
she
out the four, load 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
life on both
I'm a killer, no ?
Ask 40 Glocc ,
don't me
Got a blood,
come show 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 fuck
got me up
I'm like Papa in
that truck
Red hat, red pants,
inside dreams
with the in my hand
I'm
x4: Z-Ro]
Rollin', rollin', rollin',
rollin', rollin', rollin',
Them up
[Verse 2: Trae The
nigga 15, ? sand
Sawed off in my
?
Finna' rob me a
who ?
Somebody gon' it to
me, or they feel
the
Mama used to it
just to feed me
Saturday, it was YO!
MTV
Got sick of at
other that ain't
deserve it so I
my older to beat
traps
I ain't about the
love, I've everything
The hot, like the
had it off in his

Send a strap way, I
seen a couple of
Last pack, I that and
a couple of
To think, of the
I was doing ?
But would give it to
me, I was
paying
I was a young wild
a couple screws
In the hood, I'm
scared, only thing
use, I'm

[Verse 3: Paul
Mane, up
? with a cup of lean,
and a 4-0
No sleep, gotta get
bucks, OG rolled up
Stakes are high, so I
to God the don't roll
up
Big sister told me I
to up
But I need money,
better not me
bands and my
codeine
Trying to get like
my nose was
I work for mine, you
that 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
that bitch
Had a grill but
afford the
Had paint, but it

Kick to try and get
dough
Whole know, so
they stand me
Run and your mama,
get your son
Mama damn, what
the he done
had bricks, but
didn't me shit
So he went to the
pen, I ain't said no
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
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)