Luyện nghe bài hát Ball And Bun

1, 2
Check 1, 2 baby, uh
1, 2, 1, 2, check, 2
Somebody better tells mothafuckers
How we wreck fools, fools
Check and snap too
Crushin'

Sittin', on the next 2
Nigga, me and Bun got the extra clips and bullet
Gone off illegal shit, bustin' out the
Scatterin', niggaz
where they been
Where they from, why hate me, and relate me with
Stereotypical, down country shit

On the real, we on the makin' money shit
It's makin' nigga feel Memphis, Tenn
Makin' hip hop, as a chit-a-lin
Bitter men, mad, thinkin' that they men
Knockin' at the Suave House door, but we let 'em in
and niggaz, got a lot of shit to talk about
Runnin' your mouth, can get you dead, deep South

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

I don't know what done
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 done
But we tell 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 when we down
South gon' put crush down
Nigga lay your philly, and you'll down
Takin' that shit so much

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

As the first that started
Movin' gassed up niggaz till farted
Hands, black hearted,
Get
Like slingblade, it bring made
I played
Still wanna see a thing fade
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
Southern black macks
That stay gettin' they sucked

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

I don't know what you've
And I know what you do
But I know down South
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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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