Luyện nghe bài hát Ball And Bun

1, 2
Check 1, 2 baby, uh
1, 2, 1, 2, check, 2
Somebody better these mothafuckers
How we fools, disrespect fools
Check and snap too
duos

Sittin', waitin' on the 2
Nigga, me and Bun got the extra and bullet proofs
off illegal shit, bustin' out the sunroofs
Scatterin', niggaz
About where they
Where they from, why they me, and relate me with
Stereotypical, South country shit

On the real, we on the hustlin' makin' shit
It's makin' nigga feel Memphis, Tenn
Makin' hip hop, as a chit-a-lin
men, mad, thinkin' that they better men
Knockin' at the Suave door, but we won't let 'em in
Hoes and niggaz, got a lot of shit to talk
Runnin' your mouth, can get you dead, deep South

I don't know ya been
And I don't what ya seen
But I know deep South
It's all about the
Now, I don't know what ya
And I don't where ya been
But I know down South, ya keep your G U N

I don't what you've done
And I know what you do
But I know deep down
Nigga, all on you
Now, I don't know you do
An I what you've done
But we can't ya 'bout nobody else
But and Bun

I see no evil, say no evil, no evil
Try not to get in no
up on Briz and Biz Bo-wevils
Ain't no sequels for your people we touch down
South put that crush down
lay your philly, and you'll touch down
Takin' that shit so clown

Don't even sound no mo'
cap'll get peeled, slo-mo
Fuck you and that .44
I'm Triz, oh hoe
Pay your dumbasses, no, never
flows, so clever shine
Like grapes on leather vines
Forever I it

As the fool that started
Movin' gassed up niggaz till farted
Hands, hearted, cold
Get
slingblade, it bring made niggaz
I niggaz
Still wanna see a thing fade
I niggaz

That is the fight, what you
Give you life room to
But tonights the night for you to
As as sleep
got, no tricks up
Your get mixed up
From Southern macks
That stay gettin' dicked sucked

I don't know ya been
And I don't what ya seen
But I know deep South
all about the green
Now, I know what ya seen
And I don't know ya been
But I know deep down South, ya your G U N

I know what you've done
And I know what you do
But I know deep South
Nigga, all on you
Now, I don't what you do
An I know what you've
But we tell ya 'bout nobody else
But and Bun

Crooked as the first letter in the word
Niggaz who be 'bout gettin' paid, even it's a drought
Fuckin' some stout, out
At my nigga
98 live, bet and gettin' screwed out
up, drinkin' my cup
Grippin' my

be jockin', but eager niggaz get setup
Wet up, fucked up, up?
Test us, guess
True but, you just, up
Deeper, encyclopedia Britannica
If don't do it, then Bun-B gonna handle ya

To all you Crocker
Cock that wanna cook a cake
But don't know what it to make that bitch
Take a you fake and switch your recipe
Niggaz takin' tests of me
Pressin' me, just to see the stress and
Bring the of me

Leave your mouth open, seed
I separate stem and weed
Me, I go,
Murder in deep blood clot
They get all red hot from lead
And not

Mine, I go after red dot
And
So niggaz get the fuck out
Leave suckas stuck, props
where the buck stops

I don't know where ya
And I don't know what ya
But I know down South
all about the green
Now, I don't know what ya
And I don't know ya been
But I know deep down South, ya keep G U N

I don't what you've done
And I don't know you do
But I know deep down
Nigga, all on you
Now, I don't know you do
An I know you've done
But we can't tell ya nobody else
But and Bun

Yeah, euphoric
gangsta shit
This is groovy man
I'll be back,