Luyện nghe bài hát Rollin

[Intro x2: West]
Will I ever in this

My grandma said
change and she

Y'all that L.A. gang
banging, right
Well you finna' out
the game be like
[Verse 1:
Red rag on my rear
No in the Porsche,
see clear
God up out
speakers so loud
that a nigga 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 Ab-Soul and
I I'm a killa', god
it I meant it
I said I crack, nigga
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
pots
Aye 'Ye, is this how
niggas do it in the
Vice Lords,
and Bloods in the ?
on
Yes a did swore he
was a man in the hood,
now he for his
on both knees
I'm a killer, no ?
Ask 40 , niggas
know me
Got a blood,
then show 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 fuck niggas
got me up
I'm Papa Smurf in
that blue
Red hat, red pants,
inside dreams
with the kush in my
I'm
x4: Z-Ro]
Rollin', rollin', rollin',
rollin', rollin', rollin',
Them up
[Verse 2: The Truth]
nigga 15, ? sand
Sawed off in my
?
Finna' rob me a
who ?
gon' give it to
me, or they wanna
the
Mama used to it
just to me scraps
Saturday, it was YO!
MTV
Got of looking at
niggas that ain't
deserve it so I
my older to beat
these
I ain't about the
love, I've everything
The hot, like the
had it off in his

Send a your way, I
seen a couple of
Last pack, I that and
a of bands
To think, of the
heat I was ?
But they would it to
me, I was
paying
I was a young wild
a couple screws
In the hood, I'm
scared, only thing
use, I'm

[Verse 3: Wall]
Mane, up
? a cup full of lean,
and a 4-0
No sleep, gotta get
more bucks, OG up
are high, so I pray
to God the folks don't
up
Big sister told me I
to up
But I need money,
better not me
bands and my
codeine
to get blow like
my was runny
I work for mine, you
that from me
Wrap it up, like

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

[Verse 4: Thug]
Keep rolled, that
I'm holding
In the candy caddy'
ninety-forty
a drop, put it in
the
But I got, on
that bitch
Had a grill but
the wheels
Had paint, but it

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

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

(Gun shots, laughs)