Luyện nghe bài hát Ballin'

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

And for warfare
They ain't ridden me of nothin but weapons of war
Pick up the for reverends and devils
more will give 'em the bite there
But the war yeah, he got us a right out of a drawer
Now me a reason this isn't assault, my fault
up in the crosshairs, here's more playa
They thought it was over and it was a
I tap-dance, for the paper, escape in a world they never did care playa
And when it was written, the devil deliver it in your mail
And what do you know, it's just livin 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 fast to get with the mass
the underclass is what they it
Call me a drunk or an I'm ballin, motherfucker!

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

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

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