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 wreck fools, disrespect
Check and snap too
Crushin'

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

On the real, we on the hustlin' money shit
It's EightBizall makin' nigga feel Memphis,
hip hop, funky as a chit-a-lin
Bitter men, mad, that they better men
Knockin' at the Suave 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 know where ya
And I don't know ya seen
But I know deep South
all about the green
Now, I don't know what ya
And I don't know where ya
But I know deep down South, ya 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 know what you do
An I know what done
But we can't tell ya nobody else
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 people when we touch down
South gon' put crush down
Nigga lay your philly, and touch down
Takin' that shit so clown

Don't sound real no mo'
cap'll get peeled, slo-mo
Fuck you and steel .44
I'm Triz, oh hoe
Pay dumbasses, no, never mind
Flip flows, so clever
Like diamond grapes on leather
I regard it

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

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

I know where ya been
And I don't know ya seen
But I know deep South
It's all the green
Now, I don't know what ya
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 know you do
But I know deep South
Nigga, all on you
Now, I know what you do
An I know what done
But we can't tell ya 'bout else
But and Bun

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

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

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

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

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

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

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