Luyện nghe bài hát Ballin

I'll be a baller 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 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

Some niggas be all up in my shit, you to quit
Sprinkle a motherfucker will leave you split
Tore 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 gangsterism resulting in
Bailing up in your hooptie at the gas

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

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

I'll be a '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

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 nigga

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

Drug peep 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 so many penitentiary chances, to make

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

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

Matter fact, niggas like the Yukmouth
to L-U, didn't 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 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 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 nigga

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

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

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

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