Luyện nghe bài hát Roll Roll

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

no block too hot
Me and my niggas to open up shop
Hot boy nigga the glock
So me and my niggas we could our rocks

Every bag of raw we hustle in the park
From dusk to dawn nigga 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 with no rats
See shit is real, I sleep with one eye open
See in the ghetto, gotta be pistol totin'

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

I say, roll, roll, roll dough up and down the street
On the first and fifteenth you don't 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 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
if we gon' come get ya, chopper split ya
A young soldier plottin' to the world with riches
Ask P to use this Hummer so I can fuck some

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

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

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

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

I'm the [Incomprehensible] chopper too
Come fuckin' around wit me, no tellin' what I'ma do
Put my foot so far up yo' ass I'd probably lose my
That nigga chokin', coughin' up blood

Well the Heimlich maneuver
You want that drama to come to you
Yo' to come do you
'Cuz hot will run ya through ya

You and yo' dudes don't be around 'cuz catch a contact
If you ain't got wit a nigga
Don't be beef
You won't be on yo'

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

We'll blast these niggas, 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 know not else but to floss the set

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

One gon' duck, the one wildin' the most
That's the one I'ma bust, he still trippin' after
I'ma give him two 'cuz he think one was enough

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