Luyện nghe bài hát Ballaholic

You know my, my whole defanation is to spit game
You dig that? I come the game baby, y'know
I from this motherfucker, you undersmell that?
Aya, and you know, it's this nigga
all day you know Hillside Vallejo nigga
You undersmell me? Been speakin' the real for moons
My niggaz in the 7 0 7 on to Compton

I'm in my drawers, she in her gown
'Cause if cats tryin' to have at me
I sick the in the background
I'm plannin' on splittin' my but it ain't gon' be too simple

See I'm a baller, I got bars the window
Rottweilers, pits, aikietas, doberman pischers up in the yard
With a on the fence that reads, "Warning: Beware Of Dog"
You play the frog if you feel froggish leap

I neglect my dogs, starvin', they don't eat
Elroy speak to me my triple-beam, officer, I got proof
Po'-po', that's for weighin' and fruits
Run a whole bunch of rugged rowdy-ass knuckleheads

Big nigga, the of a football team
I wear these glasses so that I can look a square
But if you ever see me in a with a bear
Don't help me nigga, help the

Me and my wales, we be
But see you the of the nigga
go in the backroom
And beep yo'self and act like yo' pager

Yeah man, 'cause a real
Gon' this shit from the flo' to the moon
Still Northstar ridin', six-oh
Switch up V-S chokin' the wrist and the pinkie

But keep it loose around the neck and make hoes in check
So if you gon' fill a nigga cup, fill it up paper
'Cause we ballaholics bitch, ain't that quiet about this
If you're on it it like you mean it

Uhh, I'll you
Ever since I was low to a centipede's claw
I wanted to play pro-baseball
Weepolization family, my favorite sport

But I'm back and forth to jail and in and out of court
Bitch, about my rock shrine
I don't give a fuck, how much juice you had
Nigga yo' mug don't mean like

I bring the noise a cymbal
I fuck with 40 dem, make you stick pistol out the window
Bitch, y'all oughta see me at the fair
Showin' off in front of my broad, to win my lil' nieces

One of the biggest stuffed prizes there
Nicknamed Charlie but my street is Earl
like Felix Mitchell nephew Lil' Darrell
I know these streets like the Task Force dope

I am the streets, my ghetto can't be revoked
Ten percent, I paid my tithes, me for my sins
an ounce of weed a day
Maybe why I ain't go no ends

You see, you niggaz real mayne
Runnin' around here a black eye in the game
When we tryin' to feed y'all nutritional for the brain
And nourish yo'

You see there's two type of niggaz in world
Those that eat and that don't
What type of nigga is you, you know? You see we got the status
Big hogs, tryin to pile the up out your trash, you dig?

You can call me, Lawry's I'm seasoned
I eat crevice, but not when bleeding
Don't get me wrong, I love sex but I don't that part
I love Virginia, but not when the Virginia's

me good, and I might Dolce and Gabbana it
Gave yo' ass bread, and let you go buy up some shit
Callin' takin' advantage of my riches
I'm tryin' to be nice to yo' ass, I normally talk bad about you

Invested to "Tha Hall of Game" buggin' and bein'
For slappin' chickenheads they weave-a with my Nokia
Mayday mayday, all patrol cars and units
Be on the lookout for the managler, 40-Water the Ballaholic

I'd rather fly ride Amtrak
When I'm in Dallas I fuck with [Incomprehensible], and go black
Make an opera singer write some raps
Papered up, like who? a fax, bitch

I you didn't say papered up like a fats
Yeah, we do this shit
Up off the ground on a mound
Slidin', to the bad catcher, able to ya

Bat yo' G out the
Run it again with a nigga that's in the
And it ain't my problem, if the hoe
We all about and collar-poppin'

Nigga, bitch, baller, let me to you, a ballaholic nigga
Undersmell this
If you got your vehicle in your baby's name
youse a ballaholic, nigga you undersmell me?

Please in a nigga
nigga, you undersmell me?
If you on gold tennis shoe slippers nigga
You undersmell me? a ballaholic

Don't get it twisted nigga, yeah
If you put ten thousand on some jewels nigga
Over at your house in Frisco nigga
And go back and get it the next day, a ballaholic

You smell that nigga? nigga
Ballaholics fuck with Sic-Wid-It records
Ballaholics listen to that mob nigga
We to the rules and regulations of this motherfuckin' game

You undersmell that? Please believe it, niggaz
If youse a ballaholic, nigga, scream it like you it
Youse a baller, please believe that, that's what a is nigga
We 'til we have it all you undersmell that?

Rock, youse a ballaholic?
My nigga, my nigga a ballaholic
ever get it twitted nigga
My nigga Kaveo in the with me you undersmell that?

We some with it
My Steve Garvey, [Incomprehensible], you undersmell that?
And nigga Muggsy you know he's a fuckin' ballaholic
Gold-tooth pretty boy Floyd ass nigga

I love you to death motherfucker, fuck ya
ya, fuck ya, fuck ya, I'm in this motherfucker for life
V A L L H O, L I C, it's me E E
L I C, me E Feeze E
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