Luyện nghe bài hát Balla

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

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

(billy blue)

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

(chorus)

(brisco)

Boy im and yeah im gettin money
If its close enough then i see it
Call me a balla call me what you
Call me a real goon riding in a
Call me cuz tht i aint
I mite be a po boy trying get
All my life ive ben get mo
it goes down i culd tell u how it go

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

(chorus)