Luyện nghe bài hát Rollin' (West Side Remix)

See, I was trippin' through the city with a big ol'
Trickin' off niggaz in the Range, rental
I was smokin', drinkin', end up tipsy
Lookin' through my rear view, they me

I wonder why the fuck are followin' me
I seem them creepin' two cars behind me
never catch me slippin', just me and my piece
You must be if you think I'ma call the police

I'm a beast, got a crease
Still got my Converse down the concrete
and blue Bugatti
This is Arm robbery, you can't deny me

My garage, a mirage, a collage of
I look alive the nine when I leave my home
Been on in Japan, been relaxed in Rome
This is grown man business, recognize the

If I don't recognize the number, answer my phone
Rockin' every code, still stay in my zone
I don't play no games now, bitch, I'm grown
Now I crack your fuckin' neck to the I'm on, yeah

Six-four, chromed out, ragtop
Get your up 'cause X can't stop rollin'
Niggaz it was over but X came back rollin'
I got my own sack to roll, so I'm

Yeah, my release bang through the
We hang like orangutans, mangle the
Niggaz hatin', gravitatin' to the lies that tell
My takin' over where that fiction fail

the hell, might as well show the cards I'm holdin'
Sweet taste, aromatic, backwood
Got the Rover supercharged, complete with the strut kit
My chain hang to my dang-a-lang, the fuck, bitch?

Boomerang my change, I rearrange some
My slang, click, and expose they brains
I pray, Our Father who art in Heaven
Got people out the buildin' like 9/11

Malcolm X to the Z, landin' on them like Plymouth
You get knocked out, get socked in your fuckin'
Now know the business, you want it, come get it
But if you rollin', throw it up, let me that you with it

Six-four, chromed out, ragtop
Get your weight up X can't stop rollin'
Niggaz thought it was over but X came rollin'
I got my own sack to roll, so I'm

Six-four, out, ragtop rollin'
Get your weight up X can't stop rollin'
Niggaz thought it was over but X back rollin'
I got my own to roll, so I'm rollin'

Yeah, I repeat my name beats
I binge on the finer things, you in defeat
Escalation, elevation to plateau
Sometimes it take a few steps back to grow

Here we go, what you know? in motion
West Coast and West worldwide rollin'
Got that Aston Martin DV9 equipped with a box
In case I ever find myself in a tight spot

Strip my frame, repave my lane
with my ink pen, Citizen Kane
Don't when the chamber slide back and bang
Make it taste like when you sayin' my name

It's the Golden heavyweight, holdin' the belt
I'm a one man army, I don't need no help
This is a pistol, I use to myself
Careful hammerhead hollow points
Is bad for health, my nia

Six-four, chromed out, ragtop
Get your weight up 'cause X can't stop
Niggaz thought it was over but X came back
I got my own sack to roll, so I'm

Six-four, out, ragtop rollin'
Get your weight up 'cause X stop rollin'
Niggaz thought it was but X came back rollin'
I got my own to roll, so I'm rollin'

See, I was trippin' through the with a big ol' pistol
Trickin' off niggaz in the Range, rental
I was smokin', drinkin', end up tipsy
through my rear view, they followin' me

I wonder why the fuck are followin' me
I seem them niggaz creepin' two behind me
never catch me slippin', just me and my piece
You must be smokin' if you think I'ma the police