Luyện nghe bài hát Ballin'

Yo, happenin' Cold 187?
Yo man, you know we just in the studio
With the D.O.C and Dr. Dre
And we ballin' the homie Eazy-E
Yeah, 'bout to put this piece together for

See he think about
True,
So as the beat a lower kind of level
We gon' put mega shit together
Now we gon' drop it a little bit like this

This song is Ballin', let me some dope lyrics
Make it and fly, so all of y'all can hear it
time to build, so take this chill pill
If your are empty, go get a refill

Of whatever, cause ain't nothin' changed but the
KM. G, 187, yo, we got it
And in the back, who is that? The men with the
Yo, I had to the homies 'cause they got the sack

And on the tables, The two be cookin'
When it comes to rockin', wrote the book
And if you don't me, hurry, come see our show
You'll see me, KM.G, Total and Go

What? while the freaks keep callin'
Beggin' KM. G to bump the walls in the house
But even if she has the
She starts fiendin', she gets turned out

And at our we always do work
For the fags, the hags, the and the jerks
we ballin'

I'ma recite a poetry for y'all
The name of piece is called, ballin'
And I wanna this piece to all you players

See, I'm a baller, and I my back
And I'm ballin', yo, I gotta be packed
If I ain't packed homeboy, you could say I'm
But if you try to run up, I'ma say you

'Cause I'm a giant, and to you new
Don't come up and start, because gonna get smacked
It's the hood, I thought it was
Just Eazy-E said we mobbin' Robin Good

We'll take yo shit, you ain't legit
You got a fucked up of rap and without the kick
It ain't nothin' homie, you be
Rollin' down the 'Shaw and you you be humpin' on laces?

He look just a lace head
you hit my corner, somebody be dead
'Cause I'm a baller, and I settle for less
Put Lorenzos on my Benzo, so I it look fresh

A 500 a convertible top
Just like the homie, Amp we like our shit
low rider, yeah, we do a little [Incomprehensible]
Smooth check your hoe, even if I don't her
And as I enter the door, watch the start callin'
The simple is that we ballin'

I'ma recite a little for y'all
The name of this is called, ballin'
And I wanna dedicate this piece to all you
And all you ladies out

And you know we break it down for who?
(The wide world)
(The whole world)

Since the was dope, you can't get enough rappin'
I know that it's true, because I seen your hands
Toes tappin', the are jockin'
All because the way 187 is

All you busters on the
I keep my on because I know you on fiend
a spectator, you jock what I'm doin'
So sit and learn, 'cause it's time for some schoolin' and rulin'

All the on the center
Get off my tip, 'cause I'm to enter
This phase I call the finale
I made it higher while I'm ballin' through Cali

So listen, I'm finna dissin'
All you East side rappers, you had to pissin' me off
You're soft, you're finna get
By two boss players who's your dope rhyme

and Go Mack are the wack-deejay-slayers
You got a We gotta go, 'cause money is callin'
The simple fact is, yeah, we ballin'

And you know, like that in 90
And it's gon' stay that
And again, we have to send it to who?
(The wide world)

it dedicated to?
(The whole world)
To
(The wide world)

to who?
(The whole world)
It's to
(The whole world)

it out to
(The wide world)
dedicated to
(The whole, wide)