Luyện nghe bài hát Ballin

[Rick
My cocaina, manana
So I could blow a dollars
She see these on my collar
She wanna fuck a fuckin

Ballin, She wanna fuck a baller [3x]
Ballin, Kilos in the attic
[Verse 1: Montana]
But of course shorty sore for 8 weeks
You I beat the pussy up like them Dre beats
Its only right shorty fuckin with a fuckin
If its black card gon fuck tomorrow
Here's 10 stacks, like I bought her
But fuck it, me and Cafe' just left the
5 dollar house and I ain't talkin slaughter
Talkin paid in full and I ain't talkin Porter
And ghost got a stash box in it
200 on the dash fly by cops her (Like ayye)
I be ridin, got them hoes smilin
that bitch a smart car now we both ridin

[Verse 2: Hustle]
I get it me prima
Yall niggas have seen her
The cokin cowboys, goin la marina
You fuck up her money, Oooh mia
Rather be burnt gonorrhea
Than with santeria
These my nina for that white girl Chritsina's nina
I mean nino, all the white boys
You know gardio, or like Rozay say cocaina
Whip it in the cocina (now we)