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

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

Some be all up in my shit, you need to quit
Sprinkle a motherfucker that will you split
Tore ass out bringing 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 ass like punk bitches in ditches
The gangsterism in murderism
Bailing up in your at the gas station

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

Left you shot up in seven-trey glasshouse
you don't know me like you think you do, I'm down for thefetty
Ready to die for them presidents, high powered and
I ask to ball or not to ball, answer the question
I meet a nigga running up on my with Smith and Wesson

I'll be a baller I die
I'll be ballin' to my grave nigga, I die a paid
I'll be a '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 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 but your still in [unverified]

dealers peep the shit that I kick
Hustling, down zips making chips
If we ain't it we taking shit
To the extreme hit the with machine

Gun, get the creamery and ice cream, scream
Nobody run, I like point blank
Mobbing the motherfucking bank, looking Benjamin
Frank and I so many penitentiary chances, to make

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

For running up in my place and the spot
And not expect to get ass shot
Yeah, another one bites the
The shyster busts caps at house

fact, niggas don't like the Yukmouth
About to L-U, they tell you
I'm a youngster trying to have like my nigga L-Q

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

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

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

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

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