Luyện nghe bài hát Ballin

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

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

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

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

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

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

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 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 the shit that I kick
Hustling, down zips making chips
If we making it we taking shit
To the extreme hit the with machine

Gun, get the and ice cream, nobody scream
Nobody run, I like point blank
the motherfucking 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 gonna make sure that my safe ain't safe
By putting a .38 up in your

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

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

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

the motherfucking East Bay G with
The hundred clipper, thug nigga
See I was with the lust for money, chrome plated 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 to the game or nigga 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 shot
Whatever I got to do for the that'll pay them forever
slip stay on my toes nigga walk with the yellow stripe

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