Luyện nghe bài hát Baller In The Mix

Peep that, feel this, I'm in here my, ah, Herschelwood Click
You what I'm sayin', we ain't nuttin' but some, uh, ballers
Steady ballin' in the mix, know I'm talking 'bout?

Ballin'...ballin' in the mix, everything broke,
Keke gon' fix

I ballin', ballin' in the mix
I'm a pimp, not a trick, licks for my fricks
and sticks, equal platinum hits
Ridin' in the Benz, screens on, watching
Can't forget, Click is so damn thick
on dick, that ain't shit, I hit the pussy and split
Peep game of a real-live baller
Down in Texas watch the flexin' shot-caller
Now how many playas get to they dream
Come up in the game and get to some of that green
what I mean, if you's a hustler, of course you do
And if you ain't a baller I ain't to you, cause uh

Ballers...ballin' in the mix, gotten broke,
Lil' gon' fix
I keep ballin', in the mix
I'm a pimp, not a trick, hittin' licks for my
Ballin'...ballin' in the mix, gotten broke,
Keke gon' fix
I ballin', ballin' in the mix
Herschelwood Click and we are so thick

I'm a baller, deuce-deuce the represent
I can't the kilos, the cheese I sent
From the and the clerks, for blocks and blocks
I used to cut up rocks, now I pop tops
I gotta the cops, I got hoes by the flocks
And the Duke won't stop, until I'm sittin' on top of the
On stacks, and old as a
Herschelwood do the front to and the back

Well I'm a baller, sippin' alcohol uh, Corona
Slangin' to the Seoul, uh
Rode deep, Socci down the fat sweep
10 g's in the of my Benz C
Playa thing like jane when I come around
Meal tickets made in this H-Town
Low ratin' hatin' cause I'm pushin' bricks
Can't stand cause I'm with them ballin' niggas SHIT

in the mix, everything gotten broke,
Lil' gon' fix
I ballin', ballin' in the mix
Herschelwood Click and you hoes can't forget we ballin'
Ballin' in the mix, everything broke,
Lil' Keke fix
I ballin', ballin' in the mix
Click and you niggas can't forget

Me get slugs when you fuckin' with thugs
I pushed and shoved for ghetto love, with drugs
And uh, marsh shit thrill me, haters wanna kill me
Don't mess wit' Texas make the whole feel me
Now how many wanna ball like me
And how many wanna fuck Lil' Ke
2 or 3 now it should be more than that
I'm low sittin' phat creemats in the cat
I grab my gat blugs while I'm blowin' up bustas
Recent cut, fourset, bezentine, and
it ain't over, mix the serve with the soda
A 600 Benz the V-12 motor
South Dakota to Carolina, a drug smuggler
Rap game got me fame, low key,
Yo and their other, whoever stand taller
representin' as a baller, yeah

Ballin' in the mix, gotten broke,
Lil' gon' fix
I ballin', ballin' in the mix
I'm a pimp, not a trick, licks for my fricks
Ballin', in the mix
Herschelwood click and you niggas forget that we
Ballin', in the mix
If you don't my style, straight up suck my dick