Luyện nghe bài hát Ballin'

Yo, happenin' Cold 187?
Yo man, you know we just in the studio
the homie 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 drop it a little bit somethin' like this

This is Ballin', let me drop some dope lyrics
Make it high and fly, so all of can hear it
It's time to build, so take this chill
If cups 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 the mack
Yo, I had to have the homies they got the sack

And on the tables, what? The two be
When it to rockin', they wrote the book
And if you believe 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 come bump the 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 rags and the
'Cause we

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

See, I'm a baller, and I my back
And when I'm ballin', yo, I be packed
If I packed homeboy, you could say I'm slippin'
But if you try to run up, say you trippin'

I'm a giant, and to you new jacks
Don't up and start, because you're gonna get smacked
the hood, I thought it was understood
Just like said we mobbin' Robin Good

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

He look just like a head
Before you hit my corner, be dead
'Cause I'm a baller, and I won't settle for
Put Lorenzos on my Benzo, so I know it fresh

A 500 a convertible top
Just like the homie, Amp we like our drop
Straight low rider, yeah, we do a little
Smooth your hoe, even if I don't know her
And as I enter the door, watch the freaks start
The simple fact is that we

I'ma a little poetry for y'all
The of this piece is called, ballin'
And I wanna dedicate this to all you players
And all you out there

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

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

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

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

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

K-oss and Go Mack are the
You got a beep? We go, 'cause money is callin'
The fact is, yeah, that we ballin'

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

Who's it to?
(The whole world)
To
(The whole world)

to who?
(The wide world)
dedicated to
(The whole world)

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