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' with the Eazy-E
Yeah, 'bout to put this piece for Laylaw

See what he think
True,
So as the beat reaches a kind of level
We put some mega shit together
Now we gon' drop it a little bit somethin' like

song 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 your cups are empty, go get a

Of whatever, cause ain't nothin' but the weather
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 'cause got the sack

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

What? Ballin' while the freaks keep
Beggin' KM. G to come bump the walls in the
But if she has the spouse
She that fiendin', she gets turned out

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

I'ma recite a poetry for y'all
The of this piece is called, ballin'
And I dedicate this 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 ain't packed homeboy, you could say I'm
But if you try to run up, I'ma say you

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

We'll take yo shit, because you legit
You got a fucked up style of rap and the kick
It nothin' homie, you be frontin'
Rollin' down the 'Shaw and you think you be on laces?

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

A 500 with a top
Just like the homie, Amp we like our shit
Straight low rider, yeah, we do a little
check your hoe, even if I don't know her
And as I enter the door, watch the freaks callin'
The simple fact is we ballin'

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

And you know we gotta break it for who?
(The whole world)
(The whole 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 freaks are
All the way 187 is rockin'

All you on the scene
I keep my Locs on 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, I'm about to enter
This that I call the finale
I made it ride higher while I'm ballin' Cali

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

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

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

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

Dedicated to
(The whole world)
dedicated to
(The wide world)

it out to
(The whole world)
It's to
(The whole, wide)