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

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

I don't where ya been
And I don't what ya seen
But I know deep down
all about the green
Now, I know what ya seen
And I know where ya been
But I know deep 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 what you do
An I what you've done
But we can't tell ya 'bout nobody
But and Bun

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

even sound real no mo'
Your get peeled, slo-mo
Fuck you and that .44
I'm Triz, oh hoe
Pay your dumbasses, no, never
Flip flows, so shine
Like diamond on leather vines
Forever I it

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

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

I don't know ya been
And I don't know ya seen
But I know deep down
It's all about the
Now, I know what 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 know what you do
But I deep down South
Nigga, all on you
Now, I don't know you do
An I know what done
But we can't tell ya 'bout nobody
But and Bun

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

Hoes be jockin', but niggaz get setup
Wet up, up, what's up?
us, guess what?
True but, you just, up
Deeper, than encyclopedia
If Ball do it, then Bun-B gonna handle ya

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

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

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

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

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