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 come this motherfucker, you undersmell that?
Aya, and you know, it's like nigga
Pimped-out all day you know Vallejo nigga
You undersmell me? Been the real for many moons
My niggaz in the 7 0 7 on to Compton

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

See I'm a baller, I got around the window
Rottweilers, pits, aikietas, pischers tanked 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 my dogs, starvin', sometimes they don't eat
Elroy speak to me about my triple-beam, officer, I got
Po'-po', that's for nuts and fruits
Run a whole bunch of rugged rowdy-ass knuckleheads

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

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

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

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

Uhh, have you
Ever since I was 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 my rock shrine
I don't give a fuck, how courage juice you had
Nigga yo' mug don't mean like

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

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

I am the streets, my ghetto pass be revoked
Ten percent, I paid my tithes, forgive me for my
Smoke an of weed a day
Maybe that's why I go no ends

You see, you niggaz real mayne
Runnin' around here a black eye in the game
When we tryin' to y'all somethin' 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 is you, you know? You see we got the tycoon status
Big hogs, to pile the money up out your trash, you dig?

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

Toss me good, and I might and Gabbana it
Gave yo' ass some bread, and let you go buy up some
Callin' yourself takin' advantage of my
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 chickenheads upside they weave-a with my Nokia
Mayday mayday, all patrol cars and units
Be on the lookout for the Hillside managler, the Ballaholic

I'd fly than ride Amtrak
I'm in Dallas I fuck with [Incomprehensible], and go hard black
Make an singer wanna write some raps
up, like who? Like a fax, bitch

I know you didn't say up like a fats
Yeah, 'cause we do shit
Up off the ground on a pitcher's
Slidin', to the bad catcher, able to ya

Bat yo' G out the
Run it again a nigga that's in the socket
And it my problem, if the hoe hollerin'
We all about dollars and

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

believe in a nigga
Ballaholic nigga, you me?
If you sittin' on gold tennis slippers nigga
You undersmell me? a ballaholic

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

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

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

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

We some fools it
My nigga Steve Garvey, [Incomprehensible], you undersmell
And that nigga Muggsy you he's a fuckin' ballaholic
motherfuckin' pretty boy Floyd ass nigga

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