Luyện nghe bài hát Ball And Bun

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

Sittin', on the next 2
Nigga, me and Bun got the extra clips and proofs
Gone off illegal shit, bustin' out the
Scatterin', chatterin'
About they been
Where they from, why they me, and relate me with
Stereotypical, South country shit

On the real, we on the makin' money shit
It's EightBizall makin' feel Memphis, Tenn
Makin' hip hop, as a chit-a-lin
Bitter men, mad, thinkin' they better men
at the Suave House 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 down

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

I don't know what you've
And I don't 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

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 when we touch down
South gon' put crush down
Nigga lay your philly, and touch down
Takin' that so much clown

Don't even sound no mo'
Your cap'll get peeled,
you and that steel .44
I'm Triz, oh hoe
Pay your dumbasses, no, mind
flows, so clever shine
Like diamond on leather vines
Forever I it

As the first fool started
Movin' gassed up niggaz till farted
Hands, black hearted,
Get
Like slingblade, it bring niggaz
I niggaz
Still wanna see a fade niggaz
I niggaz

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

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

I know what you've done
And I don't know you do
But I know deep down
Nigga, all on you
Now, I don't what you do
An I know you've done
But we can't tell ya 'bout else
But and Bun

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

Hoes be jockin', but eager niggaz get
Wet up, up, what's up?
Test us, what?
True but, you just, up
Deeper, than Britannica
If don't do it, then Bun-B gonna handle ya

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

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

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

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

Yeah, images
Psycadelic gangsta
is fuckin' groovy man
I'll be back,