Luyện nghe bài hát Rollin' Up

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