Luyện nghe bài hát Rollin

[Intro x2: Kanye
I ever change in this

My grandma I'll
change and she

Y'all think L.A. gang
banging, right
you finna' find out
what the game be
[Verse 1:
Red rag on my view
No in the Porsche,
see clear
God up out
them so loud
a nigga 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 Ab-Soul and
I I'm a killa', god
damn it I it
I said I crack, nigga
bubbling
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 this how
niggas do it in the
Lords, VD's
Crips and in the ?
on
Yes a did swore he
was a man in the hood,
now he for his
life on both
I'm a killer, no ?
Ask 40 Glocc ,
know me
Got a blood,
come show me
I'm on Crayon's and
them
Got off in my
Rollie,
stuffed in my
Motherfuck them

Where I'm from,
at the police
Man these niggas
got me up
I'm like Papa in
blue truck
Red hat, red pants,
walking inside
with the in my hand
I'm
[Hook x4:
Rollin', rollin', rollin',
rollin', rollin', rollin',
Them up
[Verse 2: Trae The
Young nigga 15, ?
Sawed off in my
?
Finna' rob me a
who ?
Somebody gon' it to
me, or wanna feel
the
used to stroke it
just to me scraps
Saturday, it was YO!
MTV
Got of looking at
other niggas that
it so I followed
my brother to beat
traps
I ain't worried the
love, I've seen
The hood hot, the
had it off in his

Send a your way, I
seen a couple of
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 young wild
a couple screws
In the hood, I'm
scared, only I'mma
use, I'm

[Verse 3: Wall]
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 don't roll
up
Big told me I need
to up
But I need money,
better not me
bands and my
codeine
to get blow like
my was runny
I work for mine, you
take that me
Wrap it up, like

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

[Verse 4: Thug]
Keep kush rolled,
I'm holding
In the candy caddy'
ninety-forty
a drop, put it in
the
But I got, on
that bitch
Had a grill but
afford the
Had paint, but it

Kick to try and get
that
family know, so
they stand me
Run and tell mama,
get your son
Mama like damn,
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, baby
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)