Luyện nghe bài hát Ballin'

[Bizzy
Motherfuckers ain't get at me like that nigga [laughs]

And ready for
They ain't me of nothin but weapons of war playa
Pick up the double for and devils
more weapons will give 'em the there
But the war yeah, he got us a right out of a drawer
Now give me a this isn't assault, my fault
Caught up in the crosshairs, more playa
They thought it was over and it was a
I tap-dance, for the paper, escape in a world that never did care playa
And when it was written, the devil didn't deliver it in your
And what do you know, just like livin in hideous times here
to kick it, compete with the price
Pour me some ice, yeah, now me some liquor to get with the vibe
For quicker than to get with the mass
the is what they call it
me a drunk or an alcoholic I'm ballin, motherfucker!

[Chorus: 2X]
keep it thug 'til the day that I die
I'ma it thug 'til the day that I die
See ya - see ya boys cause you see a nigga ballin
Sippin-sippin on the Hennessy a nigga fallin

Jones]
Jones... now push it to the limit, I was dyin to be the boss
And we was up early grindin was a sport
Rewindin in my thoughts, 90's it was cold
Lost a friend month, couldn't survive another loss
My in the pen, until we meet again
Picture me in the Benz, blowin in the wind
I caught a few cases, and now the races
Right the Westside, floor seat at the Lakers, the milli-makers
Uhh, and do you know what that money
The wintertime turn to sunny
50 thou' on my dungarees, I made it rain it's thundering
But the got me nervous
My niggaz pack guns cause I ain't tryin to get
And the feds to serve us
Cause we ballin, but I'ma 'til I die
I hug the sky - Jones!

[Bizzy
As as we judge you give me the grudge you get it away from me
Always seem to be the bud, they get with the scrubs
I'm sittin here waitin for somebody
Hopin for love cause shit it is hard enough, myself, get 'em from me
Probably does continue to it and groove it
and why you get rid of me
Can never get rid of beef, know me and nobody owe me, I get it myself
I'm earnin respect and wealth up under the belt, the baby can the welts
Been in poverty, livin and prosperous
Livin in the matrix, I'm it how
Huh, I'm this shit, I stay on the edge and ready to smash
And we better then that, Lord I we kick it to get it together real fast
Together at last, under the bridge, you know what it is, my ass
Drunk or an alcholic I'm ballin, even if I'm
Quicker fast, now get with the mass
The underclass is what they it, motherfucker