Luyện nghe bài hát Rollin' (West Side Remix)

See, I was through the city with a big ol' pistol
off these niggaz in the Range, rental
I was smokin', drinkin', end up tipsy
Lookin' through my view, they followin' me

I why the fuck are they followin' me
I seem them creepin' two cars behind me
never catch me slippin', just me and my piece
You must be if you think I'ma call the police

I'm a beast, got a crease
Still got my Converse down the concrete
and blue Bugatti
This is Arm robbery, you can't deny me

My garage, a mirage, a of chrome
I look alive with the nine when I my home
Been on tour in Japan, been relaxed in
This is grown man business, recognize the

If I recognize the number, won't answer my phone
Rockin' every area code, still stay in my
I play no fuckin' games now, bitch, I'm grown
Now I crack your fuckin' neck to the shit I'm on,

Six-four, chromed out, rollin'
Get weight up 'cause X can't stop rollin'
Niggaz thought it was but X came back rollin'
I got my own to roll, so I'm rollin'

Yeah, my release bang the streets
We like orangutans, mangle the beat
Niggaz hatin', gravitatin' to the lies that tell
My reality over where that fiction fail

What the hell, might as well show the cards I'm
Sweet taste, aromatic, rollin'
Got the Range supercharged, complete with the strut kit
My hang to my dang-a-lang, what the fuck, bitch?

Boomerang my change, I rearrange thangs
My slang, click, and expose they brains
Then I pray, Our Father who art in
Got people out the buildin' like 9/11

X to the Z, landin' on them like Plymouth Rock
You get knocked out, get socked in your mouth
Now e'rybody the business, you want it, come get it
But if you rollin', throw it up, let me know that you it

Six-four, out, ragtop rollin'
Get your weight up X can't stop rollin'
Niggaz thought it was over but X back rollin'
I got my own sack to roll, so I'm

Six-four, chromed out, ragtop
Get your weight up 'cause X stop rollin'
Niggaz it was over but X came back rollin'
I got my own sack to roll, so I'm

Yeah, I repeat my name beats
I binge on the finer things, you cringe in
Escalation, elevation to plateau
Sometimes it take a few steps back to mentally

Here we go, what you Campaign in motion
Straight West and West worldwide rollin'
Got that Martin DV9 equipped with a stash box
In case I ever find alone in a tight spot

down my frame, repave my lane
Insane with my ink pen, Citizen
Don't complain the chamber slide back and bang
Make it taste like shit you sayin' my name

the Golden State heavyweight, holdin' the belt
'Cause I'm a one man army, I need no help
is a pistol, I use to protect myself
Careful hammerhead hollow points
Is bad for health, my nia

Six-four, out, ragtop rollin'
Get your weight up 'cause X can't rollin'
Niggaz thought it was but X came back rollin'
I got my own to roll, so I'm rollin'

Six-four, out, ragtop rollin'
Get weight up 'cause X can't stop rollin'
thought it was over but X came back rollin'
I got my own sack to roll, so I'm

See, I was through the city with a big ol' pistol
off these niggaz in the Range, rental
I was smokin', drinkin', end up kinda
Lookin' through my rear view, they me

I wonder why the fuck are followin' me
I them niggaz creepin' two cars behind me
You'll never catch me slippin', just me and my
You must be smokin' if you I'ma call the police