Luyện nghe bài hát Rollin

[Intro x2: Kanye
Will I ever change in

My grandma said
never and she

Y'all that L.A. gang
banging, shit
you finna' find out
what the be like
[Verse 1:
Red rag on my rear
No in the Porsche,
see through
God up out
them speakers so
a nigga can't hear
you
Wake up to a
cross, I'm a
Got a nigga feeling
'nem
Niggas out my
windows, yelling,
say ?
They up my 'Rari,
keyed up my

They at my top dog
Ab-Soul and Kendrick
I I'm a killa', god
damn it I it
I said I sold crack,
skillets
At my house, I
was work in it
And god her soul,
she
Back out the four, up
the
Pop up the trunk, up
them
Aye 'Ye, is how them
do it in the Chi?
Vice Lords,
and Bloods in the ?
on
Yes a did swore he
was a man in the hood,
now he for his
life on knees
I'm a killer, no ?
Ask 40 Glocc ,
know me
Got a blood,
then come me
I'm on Crayon's and
Kobe's
Got off in my
Rollie,
stuffed in my
them Axel

Where I'm from,
at the police
Man these fuck
got me up
I'm Papa Smurf in
that truck
Red hat, red pants,
inside dreams
with the in my hand
I'm
x4: Z-Ro]
Rollin', rollin', rollin',
rollin', rollin', rollin',
Them up
2: Trae The Truth]
Young 15, ? sand
off in my pants
?
Finna' rob me a
who ?
Somebody give it to
me, or wanna feel
the
Mama to stroke it
to feed me scraps
Saturday, it was YO!
MTV
Got sick of at
other that ain't
it so I followed
my brother to beat
traps
I ain't about the
love, seen everything
The hot, like the
had it off in his

Send a your way, I
seen a of fans
Last pack, I took and
a couple of
To think, of the
I was doing ?
But they give it to
me, I was
dues
I was a young wild
missing a couple
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 more sleep, get
more bucks, OG up
Stakes are high, so I
to God the folks don't
up
Big told me I need
to up
But I need money,
not crumb me
Copping and my
codeine
to get blow like
my was runny
I for mine, you can't
that from me
Wrap it up, Egyptian

And it ready when I
on up
Stacking on up,
the floor on up
And I'm all the
like ice cream
trucks, rollin'

[Verse 4: Slim
Keep rolled, that
I'm holding
In the candy caddy'
with
a drop, put it in
the
But I got, on
that bitch
Had a but couldn't
the wheels
Had paint, but it

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

[Outro:
Comptron, all the
way to
Back on to
Houston, Texas
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)