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

no block too hot
Me and my niggas 'bout to up shop
Hot boy grab 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 be creepin'
But if you beefin', nigga you 'bout to be

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

A thousand fuckin' that's what I'm workin' with
Come short on the D, you know what you wit
It's murder, 187, I the third ward
We tote mac 11's if I die, my name in the sky
My niggas bust yo' ass gon' know why

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

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

It's a problem, I get my hands dirty wit ya
Tellin' if we gon' come get ya, split ya
A young soldier plottin' to rule the world riches
Ask P to use this Hummer so I can some bitches

Run the block all week, trying to the cops
prayin' on my death before my album drops
My wearin' wires, Feds tappin' my phone
Send a check to IRS so they can me alone

Told my dog believe you we can the world
He didn't listen, he'd rather stuff his with furl
They found him dead in the project, on the ground
you a fiend, that's the way the game go down

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

Roll, roll, roll your dough up and down the
On the first and fifteenth you have my money
Me and my boys we gon' bring that heat, ya me

I'm from the [Incomprehensible] too
Come fuckin' around wit me, no tellin' what I'ma do
Put my so far up yo' ass I'd probably lose my shoe
nigga 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 got beef wit a nigga
Don't be 'round
You won't be on yo'

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

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

You ain't gotta ask who's hot? Who's on
I gotta question to ask for real, Tru or not
If I got two guns, I'm sure one gon'
If I got two niggas wildin' out when I

One duck, the one that's wildin' the most
the one I'ma bust, he still trippin' after that
I'ma give him two 'cuz he 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 boys we gon' bring heat, ya heard me

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