Luyện nghe bài hát Ball Drop

Well in just about 15 from now, it'll be 1990
We're down below as we say goodbye to 1989
The ball is moving, the crowd it, you can hear 'em.
Oh can you ever 'em.
They know when it hits the bottom it'll be 1990, goodbye to the
10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1!
New Year!

Whoa, whoa,
Whoa, whoa,
Whoa, whoa,
Whoa, whoa,
Whoa, whoa,
Whoa, whoa,
Whoa, whoa,

When that hate don't work they telling lies
Baby work, go on it wide
It's that new money, let the drop
I cut my bitch off when the drop

(Whoa whoa)
(Whoa whoa)
(Whoa whoa)
(Whoa whoa)
I just don't why

Hating hoes happy
And happy hoes ain't
Better check the
I could fix situation
Whoa whoa
whoa whoa

I cut them bitches off the ball drop
New year, new money, the call dropped
New year, new money, let them drawers
Cut them niggas off when the drop
'Cause real niggas ain't haters
And them niggas ain't real
And baby I help your situation
No top, medication

This the new year
We be the winners cause the rest is losin'
I em get money, that's the best solution
When you do, wear rocket like you rest in Houston
When niggas stole my style, I ain't stress the
It's time to make money, less excuses
My old bitch on death row, it's for execution
My new bitch is bad ass, she the best since

(Like whoa whoa)
(Whoa whoa)
(Whoa whoa)
(Whoa whoa)

And I don't know why
12 o' clock then the dropped
Cut them niggas off the ball drop
boy, hard head in the soft top
'Cause them shots ain't ringin', you can't call shots
Mix some white and brown on the corner
Might be the next Mike Brown you rollin' at
V with on the Lincoln
3 quarter mink the top off Lincoln, God
Niggas scared to play it like jail or Mellor
I I never Tom Heller, God
Scramble like a fiend (dope fiend)
Keep your head up like your bleedin'
My hand got 30 on his left arm
On left lane nigga, what a bitch for?
And I don't know why

When that hate don't work start telling lies
Baby work, go on bust it
that new money, let the drawers drop
I cut my bitch off when the drop

(Whoa whoa)
(Whoa whoa)
(Whoa whoa)
(Whoa whoa)

I don't know why
hoes ain't happy
And happy ain't hatin'
Better check the
I fix your situation
Whoa whoa
whoa whoa
I cut them bitches off the ball drop
New year, new money, then the call
New year, new money, let drawers drop
Cut niggas off when the ball drop
'Cause real niggas ain't haters
And them hatin' ain't real
And baby I could your situation
No top, smokin'

Cuttin' off hoes when the ball
Ridin' my woes til' the casket drop
Quiet 'fore you suckas a pin drop
I buy this mother fucker like the drop
bag it up, let that ass drop
Mommy killin' em, tat tear
Bitch I'm on fire, need to stop
Nigga this the flow got your artist dropped
he was a rat, heard he dime dropped
Hit em in the head, the body drop
Dollars coming like rain drops
New year, new money, nigga drop

(Whoa whoa)
(Whoa whoa)
(Whoa whoa)
(Whoa whoa)