Luyện nghe bài hát Rollin

[Intro x2: Kanye
Will I ever change in

My said I'll
change and she

Y'all think that L.A.
banging, shit
Well you finna' out
the game be like
[Verse 1:
Red rag on my view
No in the Porsche,
see clear
God up out
them speakers so
that a nigga can't
you
Wake up to a
cross, I'm a
Got a nigga like
Obama
Niggas out my
windows, yelling,
say ?
They up my 'Rari,
they up my

They at my top dog
like and Kendrick
I I'm a killa', god
damn it I it
I said I crack, nigga
skillets
At my house, I
was selling in it
And god her soul,
she
out the four, load up
the
Pop up the trunk, up
pots
Aye 'Ye, is how them
do it in the Chi?
Vice Lords,
and Bloods in the ?
on
Yes a nigga did he
was a man in the hood,
now he for his
life on both
I'm a killer, no ?
Ask 40 , niggas
don't me
Got a blood,
then come me
I'm on Rose and
them
Got off in my
Rollie,
stuffed in my
Motherfuck Axel

Where I'm from,
shooting at the
Man these fuck
got me up
I'm like Smurf in
blue truck
Red hat, red pants,
walking dreams
with the in my hand
I'm
[Hook x4:
Rollin', rollin', rollin',
rollin', rollin', rollin',
Them up
[Verse 2: The Truth]
nigga 15, ? sand
Sawed off in my
?
Finna' rob me a
who ?
Somebody gon' it to
me, or they wanna
the
Mama to stroke it
just to me scraps
Saturday, it was YO!
MTV
Got sick of at
niggas that ain't
deserve it so I
my brother to beat
traps
I ain't worried the
love, seen everything
The hood hot, the
had it off in his

Send a strap way, I
seen a of fans
Last pack, I took and
a couple of
To think, of the
heat I was ?
But they would it to
me, I was
dues
I was a young nigga
missing a screws
In the hood, I'm
scared, only thing
use, I'm

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

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

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

Kick to try and get
that
family know, so
they couldn't me
Run and tell mama,
come get son
Mama damn, what
the he done
had bricks, but
didn't give me
So he went to the
pen, I said 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 it gon' be

(Gun shots, laughs)