Luyện nghe bài hát Ballin'

Bone]
Motherfuckers gon' get at me like that nigga [laughs]

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

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

[Jim
Jones... now I'ma push it to the limit, I was to be the boss
And we was up early cause grindin was a
Rewindin in my thoughts, late 90's it was
Lost a friend every month, couldn't another loss
My niggaz in the pen, until we meet
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 mean?
The wintertime turn to sunny
50 thou' on my dungarees, I made it rain like it's
But the money got me
My niggaz guns cause I ain't tryin to get murdered
And the tryin to serve us
Cause we ballin, but thug 'til I die
I hug the sky - Jones!

[Bizzy
As soon as we judge you give me the you get it away from me
Always seem to be the bud, they get with the scrubs
I'm sittin here waitin for daily
Hopin for love cause shit it is hard enough, myself, get 'em away me
Probably does to move 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 up under the belt, the baby can feel the welts
Been livin in poverty, and prosperous
Livin in the matrix, I'm it how
Huh, I'm movin this shit, I on the edge and ready to smash
And we then that, Lord I hope we kick it to get it together real fast
Together at last, under the bridge, you what it is, move my ass
Drunk or an I'm ballin, even if I'm crawlin
Quicker than fast, now get with the
The underclass is they call it, motherfucker