Luyện nghe bài hát Ballin

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
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
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 leave you
Tore back ass out bringing you hat
Flat broke, talking about that nigga S P I

But you can't go one on one Spice 1 because I'm to die
I gets even up on they ass punk bitches in ditches
The resulting in murderism
Bailing up in your at the gas station

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

Left you up in your 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 and deadly
I ask to ball or not to ball, answer the question
I a nigga running 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
be a baller '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 'til I die
I'll be 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, nine millimeters
Nine lives like but your still in [unverified]

dealers peep the shit that I kick
Hustling, busting down making chips
If we making it we taking shit
To the hit the scenery with machine

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

Scrilla niggas must have more stack in the safe
I mean [unverified], nigga safe is my safe
And I'm gonna make sure that my safe your safe
By putting a .38 up in your

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

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

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 nigga

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

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

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

Balling 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 that'll pay forever
Never slip stay on my toes walk with the yellow stripe

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