Luyện nghe bài hát Ballin'

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

And ready for
They ain't ridden me of nothin but weapons of war
Pick up the for reverends and devils
weapons will give 'em the bite there
But the war yeah, he got us a sword right out of a
Now give me a reason this isn't assault, my
Caught up in the crosshairs, more playa
thought it was over and it was a wrap
I tap-dance, for the paper, escape in a world that they did care playa
And when it was written, the didn't deliver it in your mail
And what do you know, it's just like livin in hideous times
Addicted to kick it, with the price
Pour me some ice, yeah, now give me some to get with the vibe
For than fast to get with the mass
the underclass is what call it
Call me a or an alcoholic I'm ballin, motherfucker!

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

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

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