Luyện nghe bài hát Ballin'

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

down from my head to my neck
Pootie Tang with the game, show some respect
All these on my dick, same, old shit
R.I.P. to C, I'm the same, old pimp
Fly over seven different zones
I got a big booty bitch up in zone
Got emergency blunts when I home
Cause that rapper have your lungs gone
Yeah, Malibu beaches, unlaced bikini
Mo' money, mo' problems, fo' fo' solve 'em
Just every day I'm with a sip, 30 in the clip
through that Gaza Strip, kill a nigga quick
Hit a nigga with my race car, Tony Yayo turn to Tony
Rap niggas die over

got this brand, new chopper and I'm dying to use it
Dry niggas testifying in their music
I niggas last five minutes then they lose it
Wrap the sheet around his neck, he said, "this time I do it"
A platinum nigga in the goin' through it
Put on the prison yard, started getting to it
Two zero's, six, six, nine, 'o five
That's the number that they gave me when I
It's just form of slavery that's in disguise
To all my niggas locked up just to survive, I know why

God calls for me
I'mma keep ballin', keep on
To my niggas and my bitches down on me
I know see me when I'm ballin'
You know I got to ballin'
the FEDs come we ballin' out
Y'all niggas y'all what this about when I'm ballin'
That 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, whip, kicks with designer names
I used to taxes, whose child I can claim
all my mama's bills so how can she complain?
Call my bitches dimes, I treat 'em loose change
Kobe Bryant in the clutch, ballin' with my ankle
No love, got it out the mud, my shirt ain't got a
Iced out Rollie, three reppin' Rida Gang
streaks in the streets so them hoes know I came

Ballin' on these hoes all the
You got your kids, don't mine
Word to my favorite design, my raised me to shine
These play in my mind, they on rewind
I am top alive, I've been picked out by God
I'm never not on my job, too hard to that
my records like, "where's my target at?"
Came through your stereo, feel me charging
I'm gon' need 15 for that
in the garden, hear when they all go black
Cracks in the armor, this reach than rap
Before we react, mob attack
Stacks or don't call me, rain 'til nobody standing
show no snipe for your army

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