Luyện nghe bài hát Rollin'

See, I was trippin' through the city a big ol' pistol
Trickin' off these niggaz in the Range,
I was smokin', drinkin', end up kinda
Lookin' my rear view, they followin' me

I why the fuck are they followin' me
I them niggaz creepin' two cars behind me
You'll never catch me slippin', me and my piece
You must be smokin' if you think I'ma call the

I'm a beast, got a crease
Still got my Converse down the concrete
Black and Bugatti
This is Strong Arm robbery, you deny me

My garage, a mirage, a of chrome
I alive with the nine when I leave my home
Been on tour in Japan, been in Rome
This is grown man business, the tone

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

Six-four, chromed out, ragtop
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, my release bang the streets
We hang like orangutans, the beat
Niggaz hatin', gravitatin' to the lies that they
My reality takin' over where that fiction

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

Boomerang my change, I rearrange thangs
My slang, click, bang and expose they
I pray, Our Father who art in Heaven
Got people jumpin' out the buildin' like

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

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

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

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

Here we go, what you Campaign in motion
Straight West Coast and West worldwide
Got that Aston Martin DV9 equipped with a box
In I ever find myself alone in a tight spot

down my frame, repave my lane
Insane with my ink pen, Citizen
Don't complain when the chamber slide and bang
it taste like shit when you sayin' my name

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

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

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

See, I was trippin' the city with a big ol' pistol
Trickin' off these in the Range, rental
I was smokin', drinkin', end up kinda
Lookin' through my view, they followin' me

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