Luyện nghe bài hát Ballin

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 ballin' to my grave nigga, I die a paid

I'll be a baller 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

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

But you can't go one on one 1 because I'm born to die
I gets even up on they ass like bitches in ditches
The gangsterism in murderism
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 your ends off my mask
Hitting the corner, hopping up in my Benz with your
I mash out, you ass out

Left you shot up in your seven-trey
Because you know me like you think you do, I'm down for thefetty
to die for them 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 with and Wesson

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 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

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

Drug dealers peep the that I kick
Hustling, busting down making chips
If we ain't making it we shit
To the extreme hit the scenery machine

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

Scrilla scratch niggas 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 a .38 up in your face

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

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

I'll be a 'til 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

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 nigga

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

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

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

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