Luyện nghe bài hát Rollin

[Intro x2: West]
I ever change in this

My said I'll
never and she

Y'all that L.A. gang
banging, shit
Well you find out
what the be like
[Verse 1:
Red rag on my rear
No in the Porsche,
see clear
God up out
speakers so loud
that a can't hear
you
Wake up to a
cross, I'm a
Got a feeling like
Obama
shout 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
it I meant it
I I sold 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
them
Aye 'Ye, is this how
do it in the Chi?
Vice Lords,
Crips and 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 , niggas
know me
Got a blood,
come show me
I'm on Rose and
Kobe's
Got off in my
Rollie,
stuffed in my
Motherfuck 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,
walking dreams
with the kush in my
I'm
x4: Z-Ro]
Rollin', rollin', rollin',
rollin', rollin', rollin',
drugs up
[Verse 2: Trae The
Young nigga 15, ?
Sawed off in my
?
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 niggas that
deserve it so I
my brother to beat
these
I ain't worried the
love, I've everything
The hood hot, the
had it off in his

Send a your way, I
seen a couple of
Last pack, I that and
a couple of
To think, of the
heat I was ?
But would give it to
me, I was
dues
I was a young nigga
missing a couple
In the hood, I'm
scared, only I'mma
use, I'm

[Verse 3: Paul
Mane, up
? a cup full of lean,
and a 4-0
No more sleep, get
bucks, OG rolled up
Stakes are high, so I
to God the folks roll
up
Big told me I need
to up
But I that money,
better not me
bands and my
codeine
Trying to get blow
my was runny
I work for mine, you
that from me
Wrap it up, Egyptian

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

[Verse 4: Slim
Keep rolled, that
dream I'm
In the caddy' with
with
a drop, put it in
the
But I got, on
that stolen
Had a grill but
afford the
Had paint, but it

Kick to try and get
that
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 when he to the
pen, I said no shit
at work, so I ran
the
? on lock, I am the
Turn that face up the
Mary
I was 'caine, got
us all out

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

(Gun shots, laughs)