Luyện nghe bài hát Ball

ay okay we walk off in this
Ballin' in this
Hoppin' out the Lambos and Ferraris in bitch
Poppin' bottles with a thick red model bitch
They may talking a lot of that but they can't do of this
Ay, Rico told me the lights on
So I grab the and threw the ice on
big dawg, got 'em pissed off
A lot of rapping ain't none this raw
like, ay look at T.I., ballin' in the V.I
Bunch of bad bitches with a' looking like
We just up, hop out, go in, show out
Buy the whole bar, pop bottles go

This so packed, these hoes so drunk
club so packed, these hoes so drunk
This club so packed, these hoes so
I gotta bottle, model, gotta molly, gotta blunt

Ball, ball, ball,
Ball, ball, ball,
Ball, ball, ball, ball (This club so packed, hoes so drunk)

I got a bottle, got a model, got a molly, got a

The club full of bad bitches and they to play
Okay it must be your ass 'cause it ain't face
Now if you looking for them and them stacks girl
You make way up to my section where it's at girl
Okay now do you wanna kick it a nigga with a meal ticket
Broke looking mad, they just gotta deal with it
Get ho, roll a dice ho
And you ain't be a dike 'cause you like hoes
But everyday I step behind a
I do it big, ride fly, stunt, shine and
I got a of money, so come and get it from me
And a bucket of bottles, bust it open, if you wanna get drunk

This club so packed, hoes so drunk
This so packed, these hoes so drunk
club so packed, these hoes so drunk
I gotta bottle, model, gotta molly, gotta blunt

Ball, ball, ball,
Ball, ball, ball,
Ball, ball, ball, ball (This club so packed, these so drunk)

I got a bottle, got a model, got a molly, got a

Ain't no like a Young Money nigga
Pop pussy like a gun, pull the trigger
Shake that ass a salt shaker
I a L lit up like an elevator
Bitch it like a dog, hop like a frog, ride it like a horse
I throw dick like darts
all muddy, flag all bloody
I'm these hoes like that nigga Ted Bundy
I'm a good rapper, I ain't tryna stunt
Ima my blunt like Donald Trump
you at ho? Where you at ho?
Can a nigga stick his key up in ya door (Turn the lights on)

This club so packed, hoes so drunk
This club so packed, hoes so drunk
This club so packed, hoes so drunk
I gotta bottle, model, gotta molly, gotta blunt

And do ya thing in slow like Soulja Slim
And come around, wipe me down like dem
thang up for me, show me that you love me
If it's really too much for you you can bring a couple
Everyday I do my thang, big and chains
She let me drill all in her mouth, no
Them other niggas, all they did was told ya thangs
I could get ya on G4 and show ya thangs
I like my fat ass pretty toes and thing
Long hair care as long as none down there
If it's I can have fun down there
Take you to whatever club throw some in the air

This club so packed, these so drunk
This club so packed, these so drunk
This club so packed, these so drunk
I gotta bottle, gotta bottle, gotta molly, blunt

Ball, ball, ball,
Ball, ball, ball,
Ball, ball, ball, ball (This so packed, these hoes so drunk)

I got a bottle, got a model, got a molly, got a