Luyện nghe bài hát Rollin' Up

And I'mma keep up
Puttin the weed low the police is rolling up
Fool all I know is go, don't let them slow me up
for my unborn
They balling they old enough
Yeah, nigga
As if I had to say it,
In the of every bad bitches playlist
ITunes banging from my hotel
Nothing but beats
Fuck it I die I could sleep bitch
My need a bigger crib so I need this money, G
King ain't got shit on me
My face is a
I don't know them but they me
Bitches pitch it, like
But I'm smart not a wild swinger careful at what I'm
in the sofa cushion careful where you sitting
Ain't in to crazy keep it for them crazy niggas
at Wiz, catch the Steelers
Smelling high time at the 50 yard line
bugging wanna check our tickets
And um, my niggas the planes
Getting full off of dinner but scraps
know when a rainy day may hap-
Pen pictures out of my life and Bitches I gang that
Me and spitta, a grand at the bar
Buying drinks for my
Hoes selling souls just to be with us
On the road winners, champions
Ride smoking weed to myself the reason they stress
Because I'm on the level you be in
And I flick the middle finger to fake
We live like when the loyalty is strong you bend
We the planes and all of my niggas in
Billionaire clothes out in Vegas fucking hoes
I'm in the air
You know near close
Went and took the road this young'un here
it by the "O"