Luyện nghe bài hát Ballin

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

be a baller '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 nigga

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

But you can't go one on one Spice 1 I'm born to die
I gets even up on ass like punk bitches in ditches
The gangsterism resulting in
Bailing up in hooptie at the gas station

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

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

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

I'll be a baller 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

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

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 scenery with

Gun, get the and ice cream, nobody scream
Nobody run, I come like point
Mobbing the motherfucking bank, looking like
Frank and I take so many chances, to make

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

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

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

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 grave nigga, I die a paid

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

It's the motherfucking Bay G with
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 your and tell you that your out of place

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

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

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