Luyện nghe bài hát Ball

ay we walk off in this bitch
Ballin' in bitch
out the Lambos and Ferraris in this bitch
Poppin' bottles with a thick red super model
They may talking a lot of that but they can't do of this
Ay, Rico told me turn the on
So I the Audemar and threw the ice on
I'ma big dawg, got 'em off
A lot of niggas rapping ain't this raw
They like, ay at T.I., ballin' in the V.I
Bunch of bad bitches with a' looking like
We pull up, hop out, go in, show out
Buy the whole bar, pop go hard

This club so packed, hoes so drunk
This 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 so packed, these hoes so drunk)

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

The club full of bad and they came to play
it must be your ass 'cause it ain't your 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 it with a nigga with a meal ticket
Broke nigga looking mad, they just gotta with it
Get ho, roll a dice ho
And you gotta be a dike 'cause you like hoes
But everyday I step behind a
I do it big, fly, stunt, shine and ball
I got a bunch of money, so and get it from me
And a bucket of bottles, bust it open, if you wanna get drunk

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

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

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

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

And do ya thing in slow like Soulja Slim
And around, wipe me down like Boosie 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 all in her mouth, no novacane
Them other broke niggas, all they did was told ya
I could get ya on that G4 and ya thangs
I like my fat ass pretty toes and thing
Long hair don't as long as none down there
If it's manicured I can have fun there
Take you to whatever club some money in the air

club so packed, these hoes so drunk
This club so packed, hoes so drunk
This so packed, these hoes so drunk
I gotta bottle, gotta bottle, 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