Luyện nghe bài hát Ballaholic

You my, my whole defanation is to spit straight game
You dig that? I come from the baby, y'know
I come from motherfucker, you undersmell that?
Aya, and you know, it's like this
Pimped-out all day you Hillside Vallejo nigga
You undersmell me? Been speakin' the 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 cats to have at me
I sick the canine in the
I'm plannin' on my crown 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 sign on the fence that reads, "Warning: Of Dog"
You play the if you feel froggish nigga leap

I neglect my dogs, starvin', sometimes they eat
speak to me about my triple-beam, officer, I got proof
Po'-po', that's for weighin' nuts and
Run wit' a whole bunch of rowdy-ass knuckleheads

Big nigga, the size of a team
I these glasses so that I can look like a square
But if you ever see me in a fight a bear
help me nigga, help 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

Yeah man, 'cause a tycoon
take this shit from the flo' to the moon
Still ridin', six-oh strikin'
Switch up V-S cherry chokin' the wrist and the

But keep it around the neck and make sure hoes in check
So if you gon' a nigga cup, fill it up with paper
'Cause we ballaholics bitch, that quiet about 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 pro-baseball
family, that's 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 courage juice you had
Nigga yo' mug don't mean like

I bring the noise like a
I fuck with 40 dem, make you stick your pistol out the
Bitch, oughta see me at the state fair
Showin' off in of my broad, tryin' to win my lil' nieces

One of the biggest stuffed animal prizes
Nicknamed Charlie but my street name is
Ballaholic like Felix Mitchell nephew Darrell
I know these streets like the Force know dope

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

You see, you niggaz truant mayne
Runnin' around puttin' a black eye in the game
When we tryin' to feed y'all somethin' nutritional for the
And yo' game

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

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

Toss me good, and I Dolce 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

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

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

I you didn't say papered up like a fats
Yeah, 'cause we do this
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 in the socket
And it ain't my problem, if the hoe
We all about and collar-poppin'

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

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

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

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

You that? Please 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 'til we have it all you undersmell that?

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

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

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