Luyện nghe bài hát Rolex Rulez

Yes, yes, yes, uh
Balla shit,
Timer nigga
(Regime baby)
shit, boi
(Smoke a lot, a lot)
Rulez
Check it, we rock big and shit, big karats and baggets and shit
Mutha be starrin', niggas packin' big thangs too nigga, uh

I started off heata shit
Carry a nine millameter
Rolex on my
Never wit' Geneve shit
(Playboy what's shit?)

Somethin' 20 g's cheaper shit
Tryin' to pawn this shit, but the jewelry store you to keep the shit
Look juss like a Rollie, but it really Rollie
What the fuck you think homie, you walkin' around fake Rollie

I knew that swap meets a-wraps could make Rollie
The Motra fake Rollie's, yo' time an date break Rollie
The of shit a thief won't even attempt to take Rollie
Go out on a date, start makin' bitches hate

Now yo brakes homie
Only the ballin' can rock the platinum, oyster, in distant
Rolex wear
"Stayin' Alive", like Wyclef, high until my eyes shut

Wise steps, hands carrassin' my
under my sleve nigga
To each nigga playa hatin', I you mutha fuckas bleed quicka
I read niggas, in my eyes an die slowly

Meet my four-five, done died fo' a Rollie
I yo' chest over yo' family outside lonely
They died on the stretch an take an ambulance homie
My four-five told me, that shit crucify homies

If I didn't, got so many down niggas ready to fo' me
Die fo' me, eye fo' an eye
what you get for tryin' to rob me fo' my Rollie nigga
Rolex

Well, an nigga wit' the on you best believe
He Stretch Armstrong, some kinda gat or thang on him
Hit you bullet rain storms when you got the watch
Piece an on listen

Well, an nigga wit' the Rolex on you believe
He packin' Stretch Armstrong, some gat or thang on him
Hit you bullet rain storms when you got the watch
Piece an chain on

To all my real playas, throw yo' in the sky
Wave 'em to side then keep yo' four-five caulked to ride
So many mutha fuckas done died tryin' to a Rolex watch
Especially to steal mines

I remember the day, I bought my first the turfs hot
Slangin' them birdies, that juss don't stop
Raise niggas off the who turf hop juss got my first 5
In the world to check in the jewelry store the first

I'm wet the check, grab the tech an jet
10 G's in my pocket headed straight to
I want my shit all baggets but it too much
Had to fuck wit somethin' less, tryin' to floss too much

A gold Presidential, no diamonds down the wrist
Princess cabezel, you know that's small shit but fuck that
I got the Rolex, chain an ring that match, my scratch
Until I got enough green to bring shit exchange? Yes

Give up the chain an a Rolex drop some G's
juss like property so invest
An if you ever go broke, don't feel depressed under
Pawn yo' shit, I give you what you paid an not a less

big timer shit white colla shit, so I jet
I see niggas casin' the set hangin' out by my Lex
I grab the fuckin' Tech 9
The first time, I get to that mutha fucka scream an whine
Rulez

Well, an nigga wit' the Rolex on you believe
He packin' Stretch Armstrong, kinda gat or thang on him
Hit you bullet storms when you got the Rolex watch
Piece an on listen

Well, an nigga wit' the Rolex on you best
He packin' Armstrong, some kinda gat or thang on him
Hit you bullet rain storms you got the Rolex watch
an chain on listen

Uh, to all my playas, nigga, uh
Smoke a lot up in bitch, regime shit, uh
you gotta floss
Sometimes that shit up under yo sleve

'Cuz niggas to get us
But I big heats, nigga
How many you want in yo ass?
blow

1, 2, or 3? what? Blow blow
Back the fuck up nigga, we do our thang, Rulez
I suggest you pack a gat too, my ass potna
Or you will get flat lined, done