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 clips and bullet proofs
Gone off illegal shit, bustin' out the
Scatterin', niggaz
About where they
Where they from, why they me, and relate me with
Stereotypical, down South country

On the real, we on the makin' money shit
It's EightBizall nigga feel Memphis, Tenn
Makin' hip hop, funky as a
Bitter men, mad, that they 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' mouth, can get you dead, deep down South

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

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

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

Don't 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 clever
Like diamond grapes on leather
I regard it

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

That is the fight, what you
Give you room to breathe
But tonights the night for you to
As soon as
Ain't got, no up
still get mixed up
From Southern macks
That stay gettin' dicked sucked

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Yeah, images
Psycadelic shit
This is fuckin' man
I'll be back,