Luyện nghe bài hát Rollin

[Intro x2: West]
I ever change in this

My grandma I'll
change and she

Y'all think L.A. gang
banging, right
Well you finna' out
what the game be
1: Game]
Red rag on my view
No in the Porsche,
see clear
God up out
them so loud
that a can't hear
you
up to a diamond
cross, I'm a
Got a feeling like
'nem
Niggas out my
windows, yelling,
say ?
sprayed up my 'Rari,
they up my

They at my top dog
like and Kendrick
I I'm a killa', god
it I meant it
I said I sold crack,
bubbling
At my house, I
was work in it
And god her soul,
she
out the four, load up
the
Pop up the trunk, up
them
Aye 'Ye, is this how
niggas do it in the
Vice Lords,
Crips and in the ?
on
Yes a nigga did he
was a man in the hood,
now he for his
life on knees
I'm a killer, no ?
Ask 40 Glocc ,
don't me
Got a blood,
then come me
I'm on Crayon's and
Kobe's
Got off in my
Rollie,
stuffed in my
Motherfuck Axel

Where I'm from,
at the police
Man these niggas
got me up
I'm like Papa in
that truck
Red hat, red pants,
walking inside
the kush in my hand
I'm
[Hook x4:
Rollin', rollin', rollin',
rollin', rollin', rollin',
drugs up
[Verse 2: Trae The
Young 15, ? sand
off in my pants
?
Finna' rob me a
who ?
gon' give it to
me, or wanna feel
the
Mama used to it
just to me scraps
Saturday, it was YO!
MTV
Got of looking at
other niggas ain't
deserve it so I
my older brother to
these
I ain't worried the
love, I've everything
The hood hot, the
had it off in his

Send a your way, I
seen a couple of
Last pack, I took and
a couple of
To think, of the
I was doing ?
But they would it to
me, I was
paying
I was a young wild
missing a couple
In the hood, I'm
scared, thing I'mma
use, I'm

[Verse 3: Paul
Mane, up
? a cup full of lean,
and a 4-0
No more sleep, get
bucks, OG rolled up
Stakes are high, so I
to God the folks don't
up
Big told me I need
to up
But I that money,
not crumb me
Copping and my
codeine
Trying to get like
my was runny
I work for mine, you
take that me
it up, like Egyptian

And have it when I
on up
Stacking on up,
the floor on up
And I'm all the
hood like ice
trucks, just

[Verse 4: Slim
Keep kush rolled,
dream I'm
In the candy caddy'
ninety-forty
a drop, put it in
the
But I got, on
bitch stolen
Had a grill but
afford the
Had paint, but it

Kick to try and get
that
family know, so
they stand me
Run and your mama,
get your son
Mama like damn,
the hell he
had bricks, but
didn't me shit
So he went to the
pen, I ain't no shit
at work, so I ran
the
? on lock, I am the
Turn that face up the
Mary
I was 'caine, got
us all out

[Outro:
Comptron, all the
way to
Back on to
Houston, baby
Trae The Truth, Z-Ro,
Thugga, Wall,
Common, West,
and The
Jesus
you got one, you
want one, or you to
rob a for one
So it gon' be

(Gun shots, laughs)