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 why the fuck are they followin' me
I seem them 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

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

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

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

Six-four, chromed out, rollin'
Get your weight up 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 bang through the streets
We hang orangutans, mangle the beat
Niggaz hatin', gravitatin' to the that they tell
My reality takin' over where that fiction

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

Boomerang my change, I some thangs
My slang, click, bang and expose brains
I pray, Our Father who art in Heaven
Got people jumpin' out the buildin' like

Malcolm X to the Z, landin' on them like Plymouth
You get knocked out, get socked in fuckin' 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, chromed out, ragtop
Get your 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

Six-four, chromed out, ragtop
Get your up 'cause 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 repeat my name over
I on the finer things, you cringe in defeat
Escalation, to another plateau
Sometimes it take a few steps back to mentally

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

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

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

Six-four, chromed out, ragtop
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'

Six-four, chromed out, rollin'
Get your weight up 'cause X can't stop
Niggaz it was over but X came 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 tipsy
Lookin' through my rear view, they me

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