Luyện nghe bài hát Roll Roll

Ain't no too hot
Me and my niggas 'bout to up shop
Hot boy nigga the glock
So me and my niggas we could our rocks

Ain't no too hot
Me and my 'bout to open up shop
Hot boy nigga the glock
So me and my niggas we sell our rocks

Every bag of that raw we hustle in the
From to dawn nigga from dawn to dark
Now if you tweakin', boy you better be
But if you beefin', nigga you to be sleepin'

Me and my dogs, we don't fuck with you
Go to the pen, don't fuck with no
See this is real, I sleep with one eye open
See in the ghetto, niggas gotta be pistol

A thousand fuckin' grams what I'm workin' with
Come short on the D, you what you twerkin' wit
murder, 187, I represent the third ward
We tote mac 11's if I die, write my in the sky
My bust yo' ass y'all gon' know why

I say, roll, roll, roll dough up and down the street
On the and fifteenth you don't have my money
Me and my we gon' bring that heat, ya heard me

I say, roll, roll, roll your up and down the street
On the first and fifteenth you have my money
Me and my boys we gon' bring heat, ya heard me

a problem, I ain't get my hands dirty wit ya
Tellin' if we come get ya, chopper split ya
A young soldier plottin' to rule the world riches
Ask P to use this Hummer so I can fuck some

Run the block all week, trying to dodge the
Niggas prayin' on my death before my album
My niggas wearin' wires, tappin' my phone
Send a check to IRS so they can leave me

Told my dog you we can rule the world
He didn't listen, rather stuff his nose with furl
They found him in the project, brains on the ground
When you a fiend, the way the game go down

I say, roll, roll, roll your dough up and the street
On the first and fifteenth you have my money
Me and my boys we gon' bring heat, ya heard me

Roll, roll, your dough up and down the street
On the first and you don't have my money
Me and my boys we gon' bring heat, ya heard me

I'm the [Incomprehensible] chopper too
Come fuckin' around wit me, ain't no tellin' what do
Put my foot so far up yo' ass I'd probably my shoe
That chokin', motherfucker coughin' up blood

Well fuck the maneuver
You don't want drama to come to you
Yo' to come do you
'Cuz hot iron will run ya ya

You and yo' dudes don't be around you'll catch a contact
If you ain't got beef wit a
Don't be 'round
You be on yo' back

Oh it ain't my fault, we'll dead niggas
move we infrared these niggas
We'll do these niggas, proof these niggas
Close casket these boys, suit these niggas

blast these niggas, walk past these niggas
And on these bustas, just keep mashin' these niggas
And after we do it we'll toss the tec and
Plus I not else but to fuckin' floss the set

You gotta ask who's hot? Who's on top?
I gotta to ask y'all for real, Tru or not
If I got two guns, I'm sure one bust
If I got two niggas out when I bust

One gon' duck, the one wildin' the most
That's the one I'ma bust, he still after that
I'ma him two 'cuz he don't think one was enough

I say, roll, roll, roll your up and down the street
On the and fifteenth you don't have my money
Me and my we gon' bring that heat, ya heard me

Roll, roll, your dough up and down the street
On the and fifteenth you don't have my money
Me and my boys we gon' that heat, ya heard me