Luyện nghe bài hát Ballin

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 grave nigga, I die a nigga

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 to my grave nigga, I die a paid nigga

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

But you can't go one on one Spice 1 I'm born to die
I gets up on they ass like punk bitches in ditches
The gangsterism 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 your shit, taking your ends pull off my
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 answer the
I a nigga running up on my hooptie with Smith and Wesson

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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 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

It's the motherfucking East Bay G
The hundred clipper, thug nigga
See I was born the lust for money, chrome plated triggers
Mob style haulering 187 up in your
Put a between your throat 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 the shit that we're in
Got to be a soldier to the game or you'll never get your dividends

Balling till I die, until I die I'll be a
Let my riders do the dirt and I'll be the caller
Whatever I got to do for the lifestyle 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 twist in the shit
Caps get slapped with steel, hot will be your meal
around with my money is just going to get your ass killed