Luyện nghe bài hát Rollin' (West Side Remix)

See, I was trippin' through the with a big ol' pistol
off these 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 niggaz creepin' two cars 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 thumpin' down the concrete
Black and Bugatti
This is Arm robbery, you can't deny me

My garage, a mirage, a collage of
I look alive with the nine when I my home
Been on in Japan, been relaxed in Rome
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 don't no fuckin' games now, bitch, I'm grown
Now I crack your fuckin' to the shit I'm on, yeah

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

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

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

Boomerang my change, I some thangs
My slang, click, bang and expose they
Then I pray, Our who art in Heaven
Got jumpin' out the buildin' like 9/11

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

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

Six-four, out, ragtop rollin'
Get your weight up 'cause X stop rollin'
Niggaz it was over but X came back rollin'
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 grow

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

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

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

Six-four, out, ragtop rollin'
Get weight up 'cause 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, rollin'
Get weight 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

See, I was trippin' through the with a big ol' pistol
off these 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 them niggaz creepin' two cars behind me
You'll never catch me slippin', me and my piece
You must be smokin' if you I'ma call the police