Luyện nghe bài hát Ballin

I'll be a baller I die
be ballin' to my grave nigga, I die a paid nigga
I'll be a baller I die
I'll be ballin' to my grave nigga, I die a nigga

I'll be a 'til I die
be ballin' to my grave nigga, I die a paid nigga
I'll be a 'til I die
I'll be ballin' to my grave nigga, I die a nigga

Some be all up in my shit, you need to quit
Sprinkle a motherfucker that leave you split
Tore back ass out you your hat
Flat broke, talking about fuck that S P I

But you go one on one Spice 1 because I'm born to die
I gets even up on they ass like bitches in ditches
The resulting in murderism
up in your hooptie at the gas station

You facing the killer for real-a ass nigga where the scrilla
Jacking you for shit, taking your ends pull off my mask
Hitting the corner, hopping up in my Benz your cash
Mobbing I out, you ass out

Left you shot up in your glasshouse
Because you don't me like you think you do, I'm down for thefetty
Ready to die for them presidents, powered and deadly
I ask to ball or not to ball, partner answer the
I meet a nigga up on my hooptie with Smith and Wesson

be a baller 'til I die
I'll be ballin' to my grave nigga, I die a nigga
I'll be a 'til I die
I'll be ballin' to my grave nigga, I die a paid

be a baller 'til I die
I'll be to my grave nigga, I die a paid nigga
I'll be a 'til I die
I'll be to my grave nigga, I die a paid nigga

One for your mind
Here to represent the pimps, playas, hustlas,
All my on the grind, packing nine millimeters
Nine lives like cheetahs but your still in

Drug dealers peep the shit I kick
Hustling, down zips making chips
If we making it we taking shit
To the extreme hit the scenery with

Gun, get the creamery and ice cream, nobody
run, I come like point blank
Mobbing the motherfucking bank, like Benjamin
Frank and I take so penitentiary chances, to make

scratch niggas must have more stack in the safe
I mean [unverified], nigga your safe is my
And I'm make sure that my safe ain't your safe
By putting a .38 up in your

For running up in my and shake the spot
And not to get your ass shot
Yeah, one bites the dust
The shyster caps at your house

Matter fact, niggas like the Yukmouth
About to L-U, they tell you
I'm a trying to have something like my nigga L-Q

I'll be a 'til I die
I'll be ballin' to my nigga, I die a paid nigga
I'll be a 'til I die
I'll be to my grave nigga, I die a paid nigga

I'll be a 'til I die
be ballin' to my grave nigga, I die a paid nigga
I'll be a 'til I die
I'll be ballin' to my grave nigga, I die a nigga

It's the motherfucking East Bay G
The hundred clipper, savage thug
See I was born with the lust for money, chrome triggers
Mob style haulering 187 up in face
Put a gauge between throat and tell you that your out of place

don't be knowing we vicious and vicious
To get the cheese more tickets to G's, overseas
Can't be no punk the shit that we're in
Got to be a soldier to the game or nigga you'll never get dividends

Balling till I die, until I die I'll be a
Let my riders do the dirt and be the shot caller
I got to do for the lifestyle that'll pay them forever
Never slip stay on my toes walk with the yellow stripe

But pull me back, because cowards and shit
I be the nigga that take your drama and put a in your the shit
get slapped with steel, hot slugs will be your meal
Fucking around with my is just going to get your ass killed