Luyện nghe bài hát Ballaholic

You know my, my whole defanation is to straight game
You dig that? I from the game baby, y'know
I from this motherfucker, you undersmell that?
Aya, and you know, it's like nigga
Pimped-out all day you know Vallejo nigga
You me? Been speakin' the real for many moons
My in the 7 0 7 on down to Compton

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

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

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

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

Me and my wales, we be
But see you the type of the
That'll go in the
And beep yo'self and act yo' pager boomin'

Yeah man, 'cause a tycoon
Gon' take this shit the flo' to the moon
Still Northstar ridin', six-oh
Switch up V-S cherry chokin' the 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 bitch, ain't that quiet about this shit
If you're on it it like you mean it

Uhh, have you
since I was ankle low to a centipede's claw
I always wanted to play
family, that's my favorite sport

But instead I'm back and to jail and in and out of court
Bitch, serious about my shrine
I give a fuck, how much courage 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 see me at the state fair
off in front of my broad, tryin' to win my lil' nieces

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

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

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

You see two type of niggaz in this world
Those that eat and those that
What type of is you, you know? You see we got the tycoon status
Big hogs, tryin to pile the money up out trash, you dig?

You can me, Lawry's 'cause I'm seasoned
I eat crevice, but not when it's
Don't get me wrong, I love sex but I don't play that
I love Virginia, but not the Virginia's tart

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

Invested to "Tha Hall of Game" buggin' and notorious
For slappin' chickenheads upside they weave-a my Nokia
mayday, callin' all patrol cars and units
Be on the lookout for the Hillside managler, the Ballaholic

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

I know you didn't say papered up like a
Yeah, 'cause we do shit
Up off the ground on a mound
Slidin', to the bad catcher, to snatch 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 explain to you, a nigga
Undersmell nigga
If you got your vehicle in baby's momma's name
youse a ballaholic, nigga you undersmell me?

Please in a nigga
nigga, you undersmell me?
If you sittin' on tennis shoe slippers nigga
You undersmell me? You'se a

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

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

You undersmell that? believe it, bitch-ass niggaz
If youse a ballaholic, nigga, it like you mean it
Youse a baller, please believe that, that's what a is nigga
We ball 'til we have it all you undersmell

Rick Rock, youse a
My nigga, my nigga a ballaholic
Don't get it twitted nigga
My nigga Kaveo in the motherfucker me you undersmell that?

We some fools it
My nigga Garvey, [Incomprehensible], you undersmell that?
And that nigga Muggsy you know a fuckin' ballaholic
Gold-tooth motherfuckin' pretty boy ass nigga

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