Luyện nghe bài hát Ball And Bun

1, 2
Check 1, 2 baby, uh
1, 2, 1, 2, check, 2
better tells these mothafuckers
How we wreck fools, disrespect
Check and necks too
Crushin'

Sittin', waitin' on the 2
Nigga, me and Bun got the clips and bullet proofs
Gone off illegal shit, out the sunroofs
Scatterin', chatterin'
About they been
Where from, why they hate me, and relate me with
Stereotypical, down South country

On the real, we on the hustlin' makin' shit
It's EightBizall 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, down South

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

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

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

Don't even real no mo'
cap'll get peeled, slo-mo
Fuck you and that .44
I'm Triz, oh hoe
Pay your dumbasses, no, mind
flows, so clever shine
Like diamond grapes on vines
I regard it

As the first that started
Movin' up niggaz till they farted
Hands, hearted, cold
Get
Like slingblade, it made niggaz
I niggaz
Still wanna see a thing niggaz
I stay

That is the fight, you believe
you life room to breathe
But the night for you to leave
As soon as
Ain't got, no up
Your still get up
Southern black macks
That stay gettin' dicked sucked

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

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

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

Hoes be jockin', but niggaz get setup
Wet up, fucked up, up?
Test us, guess
but, you just, messed up
Deeper, than Britannica
If Ball don't do it, then Bun-B gonna ya

To all you Betty
Cock knockers that wanna a cake
But know what it took to make that bitch
Take a look you fake and your recipe
Niggaz always takin' of me
Pressin' me, to see the stress and hate
Bring the of me

Leave your mouth open, sesame
I separate from stem and
Me, I go,
Murder them in deep clot
They get all red hot from shots
And not

Mine, I go dead red dot
And
So bitch niggaz get the out
suckas stuck, fuck props
This the buck stops

I know where ya been
And I know what ya seen
But I deep down South
It's all about the
Now, I don't know ya seen
And I don't where ya been
But I deep down South, ya keep your 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 know what you do
An I know what you've
But we tell ya 'bout nobody else
But and Bun

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