Luyện nghe bài hát Ballers / Outro Cash Money Mix

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[Project
Man, why these niggas always on Hynotize and Cash Money?
Man, these niggas!

What's up wodie? It's these gold and these platinum-mouth boys
These big time Hot Boy$, 3-6 boys,
wit the made millionaire Cash Money boys

You fucked with the wrong nigga
Must know that I ride and I shoot quicker
Should have not to upset this lil nigga
You got a click so nigga my click thicker
A bunch of real niggas that'll ya
With no waitin' ya slippin then jam ya up
Slangin' ain't no thang for me
Play by the
Or I'll kill yo' family
what I do
Bust ya chest open
And ya fade nigga
And them all
Moves the 'K nigga
don't play, when it's time to get serious
Think I'm a hoe keep it that way and curious

Niggas be shoutin' one love but wearin gloves
Some niggas 26 and 28 live in they mom house askin' for play
Them shouldn't be respected, they fake
Instead of hittin' blocks with glocks and touchin' money spot
And bread with the woman who put em in that spot
These niggas wanna they hoes
And play they nose
Instead of totin' fo' fo's and movin' kilos
Nigga I done more cars than niggas done bought pussy hoes
And bought more rims than done fucked they main hoe in they assholes
3-6 me to roll and unload
But fuck that
I'm to stack and mack
And that deal with shoulda showed that
But is where its at
Playboy won't you tell me how you luv
Won't you me how you luv that?

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We be on twanky twankies
Playa get found stanky stanky
Trickin fat blunts of that danky
Big diamond rangs on our panky

Fuck with 3-6 Mafia make me millions
Fuck with CMR gon' me some more millions
I can see it, I'm a 'em
And me and building
And put some money to the for my mom and my children
with my nigga Rambezee, to the easy
Drinkin' for my Babyzee and B.G.eezy
off
Tinted windows on my candy cut dawg
It's a classy fuck yall

J]
I'm representin' Northern to the fuckin' fullest
We ain't the kind to tote a gun when there no bullets
And when drama starts the strap we expect to pull it
You see a holdin gauge and you wish he would have
Rolled by yo' mama house and put her in a
niggas gone on that Hennessey and marijuana
And now we back up in the on a burner phone-a
In that slangin' came to you blood donors
on, coward

[Lil
They call me quick 2 pistols Lil Wayne
Champagne took my brain I think I just aim
Drop on a Z-3
Start shootin' like 3
How them try me
know me block burner
Better for lil shorty in black
get back
Bout to make my glock 40 click
Brrr it
yo Life
It
Playin' with the
Pop fire like a
Now nigga the dilly
influenced on Cristal
I'm warnin' you to clear the set because it gets
I be as a mailman with a pistol
Then deliver him 50 shots and take his

[DJ
Punk bitch I ya
I double dare ya step against pot belly
Bitches try to step to the ruler but they ain't ready
Weak ass them cowards try to make but I knock 'em out
2nd ones step yall need more 2 barrels in his mouth
it when this shits fucked up you gotta deal with it
This is my game, live with it or get with it
These are my
This is my I let you roll off
And how you gon' ice when I cut your fuckin' water off

[Project
It's the project nigga roll back I own bricks
Kickin' game the Hot Boy$ and 3-6
B.G., Juvenile, Baby, Lil
North Memphis, Uptown, and we thangs
AIn't no when ya come real ya gotta shine
I'm with a glock 9, he ain't takin' mine
We in our puttin' in work players never rush it
Full of gin, hoes, like I'm mad russian
A discussion amongst men a power move
Is about to be made for a fool
Slang iron when you get in my business
Hypnotize, Cash Money, on the rise

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