Luyện nghe bài hát Rollin' Up

And I'mma rolling up
Puttin the weed low when the police is up
all I know is go, don't let them haters slow me up
Stashing for my
They when they old enough
Yeah, nigga
As if I had to say it,
In the of every bad bitches playlist
ITunes from my hotel room
Nothing but beats
it when I die I could sleep bitch
My momma need a crib so I need this money, G
King ain't got shit on me
My face is a
I know them but they know me
Bitches pitch it, pitchers
But I'm smart not a wild careful at what I'm hitting
Burners in the sofa cushion careful you sitting
Ain't in to nothing crazy it for them crazy niggas
at Wiz, catch the Steelers
Smelling like high time at the 50 yard
bugging wanna check our tickets
And um, my the planes back
Getting full off of but save scraps
Never know when a day may hap-
Pen pictures out of my life and I Taylor gang that
Me and spitta, a grand at the bar
Buying drinks for my
Hoes they souls just to be with us
On the road with winners,
Ride smoking weed to myself the only they stress
Because I'm on the level you be in
And I the middle finger to fake friends
We live like when the loyalty is you can't bend
We the planes and all of my stamped in
clothes out in Vegas fucking millionaire hoes
I'm in the air
You know near close
Went and took the road this here chose
it by the "O"