Luyện nghe bài hát Ballin'

Until God for me
I'mma keep ballin', keep on
To my niggas and my bitches looking on me
I y'all see me when I'm ballin'
You I got to keep ballin'
Till the FEDs come we out
Y'all y'all know what this about when I'm ballin'
That house, we in and out
We ballin', ballin', ballin', we callin'

Versace from my head to my neck
Pootie Tang with the belt game, show respect
All bitches on my dick, same, old shit
R.I.P. to C, I'm the same, old pimp
Fly over seven different time
I got a big booty bitch up in Trump
Got emergency when I come home
Cause rapper weed'll have your lungs gone
Yeah, Malibu beaches, unlaced bottoms
Mo' money, mo' problems, fo' fo' will 'em
every day I'm with a stank sip, 30 in the clip
Riding through that Gaza Strip, kill a quick
Hit a nigga with my race car, Tony Yayo to Tony Stewart
Rap niggas die over

Just got brand, new chopper and I'm dying to use it
Dry snitching niggas in their music
I seen niggas last five minutes then they it
the sheet around his neck, he said, "this time I couldn't do it"
A platinum nigga in the penitentiary through it
Put powder on the prison yard, started to it
Two zero's, six, six, nine, 'o seven
the number that they gave me when I arrived
It's just another form of slavery in disguise
To all my locked up just trying to survive, I know why

Until God for me
I'mma ballin', keep on ballin'
To my niggas and my looking down on me
I know y'all see me when I'm
You I got to keep ballin'
Till the come we ballin' out
Y'all niggas y'all know what about when I'm ballin'
stash house, we in and out
We ballin', ballin', ballin', we shot

I'm yelling money bitches, money over everything
got me everything, every watch, every chain
Every brick, every whip, kicks designer names
I used to taxes, whose child I can claim
Paid all my mama's bills so how can she
Call my dimes, I treat 'em like loose change
Kobe Bryant in the clutch, ballin' with my ankle
No love, got it out the mud, my ain't got a stain
Iced out Rollie, fingers reppin' Rida Gang
Tire streaks in the streets so hoes know I came

Ballin' on these hoes all the
You got your kids, don't mine
Word to my favorite design, my mama me to shine
These play in my mind, they on rewind
I am top alive, I've been picked out by God
I'm not on my job, too hard to argue that
my records like, "where's my target at?"
Came through your stereo, me charging back
I'm gon' need 15 for that
Stage in the garden, when they all go black
in the armor, this reach further than rap
Before we react, mob attack
Stacks or call me, rain down 'til nobody standing
Won't show no snipe for army

Until God for me
I'mma ballin', keep on ballin'
To my niggas and my bitches looking on me
I know y'all see me when I'm
You know I got to keep
the FEDs come we ballin' out
Y'all niggas y'all know what about when I'm ballin'
stash house, we in and out
We ballin', ballin',
You I got to keep ballin'
Till the FEDs come we out
Y'all niggas y'all know what this about when I'm
That house, we in and out
We ballin', ballin', ballin' we callin'