Luyện nghe bài hát Balla

chorus) (flo-rida)
This for my ayyyy(4)
I guess im what i had comin
Wish told me ill be stuntin
All my life im get money
All my life im tryin get
This for my ballas balla (4)

Flo
Flo rida be the landlaord i tht rent money
Imma poor boy i get cake honey
Birthday man my pinata my state
one glance and the prada got um haten on me
Gun shinin on the waist yeah the waist
Like biggie rappin ill aint the way
Jack soveniers to the big tummy
New year wet like the nose runny
Shot clothes takin over what
light bulbs where the sound light blows
The south got soul mama got gold
Real grandady formin no smoke
This be the truth loose slips dext
Got to get fat carrots see xxx like kimor
Thick holla back like im in a lambo
Playin xxxxxxx my peep the rap game cold

(billy blue)

Tht mg get it 305 fitiy tht 22 got to get it
all day be broke the next
Ill sleep when i day i tht check
Never shitll pop off like this
ur dam ryte fool i never had shit
Stuntin hard like i wanna blow it all
I aint tryin do xxxx but
Its my the roly dont lie
For nikkas out there imma up my
Shit dont change till a more tired
If nikkas different, u a god dam lie
Im so but im like xxxx it
Tht boy b like a motherfucking bucket
Im straight the hoes just love it
Ur boy and yes i does it

(chorus)

(brisco)

Boy im rich and yeah im money
If its close then i see it comin
Call me a balla me what you want
Call me a real goon riding in a
Call me broke cuz tht i
I be a po boy trying get bank
All my life ive ben get mo
When it goes i culd tell u how it go

Straight from the hood to the good the bad
Lot growin up i wish i had
But in life aint promised
the last words i herd from momma
Stay reel for the haters
Here they but with money you forlay them
I feel like spendin and i it
No how i get it.

(chorus)