Luyện nghe bài hát Rollin' (West Side Remix)

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

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

I'm a beast, still got a
Still got my thumpin' down the concrete
Black and Bugatti
This is Arm robbery, you can't deny me

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

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

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

Yeah, my release through the streets
We hang like orangutans, mangle the
Niggaz hatin', gravitatin' to the lies they tell
My reality takin' over where that fail

What the hell, as well show the cards I'm holdin'
taste, aromatic, backwood rollin'
Got the Range Rover supercharged, complete the strut kit
My chain to my dang-a-lang, what the fuck, bitch?

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

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

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

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

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

Here we go, what you know? Campaign in
Straight West Coast and West worldwide
Got that Aston Martin DV9 with a stash box
In case I ever find myself alone in a spot

Strip down my frame, my lane
Insane my ink pen, Citizen Kane
complain when the chamber slide back and bang
Make it taste like shit when you my name

It's the Golden State heavyweight, holdin' the
'Cause I'm a one man army, I don't no help
This is a pistol, I use to myself
Careful these hollow points
Is bad for health, my nia

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

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

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

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