Luyện nghe bài hát Rollin

[Intro x2: Kanye
I ever change in this

My said I'll
never and she

Y'all that L.A. gang
banging, right
Well you finna' out
what the game be
1: Game]
Red rag on my view
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 nigga 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
damn it I it
I I sold crack, nigga
skillets
At my house, I
was selling in it
And god her soul,
she
Back out the four, up
the
Pop up the trunk, up
them
Aye 'Ye, is how them
niggas do it in the
Vice Lords,
and Bloods in the ?
on
Yes a nigga did he
was a man in the hood,
now he for his
life on knees
I'm a killer, no ?
Ask 40 Glocc ,
don't me
Got a blood,
then show me
I'm on Rose and
them
Got off in my
Rollie,
stuffed in my
Motherfuck them

Where I'm from,
at the police
Man these fuck
got me up
I'm like Smurf in
that blue
Red hat, red pants,
walking inside
with the kush in my
I'm
[Hook x4:
Rollin', rollin', rollin',
rollin', rollin', rollin',
drugs up
[Verse 2: Trae The
Young nigga 15, ?
Sawed off in my
?
Finna' rob me a
who ?
gon' give it to
me, or wanna feel
the
used 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 about the
love, I've seen
The hood hot, the
had it off in his

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

[Verse 3: Wall]
Mane, up
? with a cup of lean,
and a 4-0
No sleep, gotta get
more bucks, OG up
are high, so I pray
to God the don't roll
up
Big sister told me I
to up
But I need money,
better not me
bands and my
codeine
Trying to get like
my was runny
I work for mine, you
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
hood ice cream
trucks, rollin'

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

Kick to try and get
that
Whole know, so
couldn't stand me
Run and your mama,
come get 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
that face up like the
Mary
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
Jesus
you got one, you
want one, or you to
rob a for one
So what's it be

(Gun shots, laughs)