Luyện nghe bài hát Rollin' (West Side Remix)

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

I wonder why the fuck are they me
I seem them niggaz creepin' two behind me
You'll never catch me slippin', 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
and blue Bugatti
This is Strong Arm robbery, you can't me

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

If I don't recognize the number, won't answer my
Rockin' every code, still stay in my zone
I don't 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 your weight up 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 bang through the
We hang like orangutans, mangle the
hatin', gravitatin' to the lies that they tell
My reality takin' over where fiction fail

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

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

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

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

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

Yeah, I my name over 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 Coast and West rollin'
Got that Aston DV9 equipped with a stash box
In case I ever myself alone in a tight spot

Strip my frame, repave my lane
with my ink pen, Citizen Kane
Don't complain when the chamber slide and bang
it taste like shit when you sayin' my name

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

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

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

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 they me
I seem them niggaz creepin' two behind me
You'll never catch me slippin', me and my piece
You be smokin' if you think I'ma call the police