Luyện nghe bài hát Ballin Out

That Empire baby, Coke Boy
(Bad Boy) They said be careful you ask for
when you get it,
You know what you gon' 'em right?
(We're baaa-aack)

you say? I do this err'day,
Wh-what you say? I do err'day
Do err day, do this err day,
Do err day, do this err day
you say? I do this err'day,
Wh-wh-what you I do this err'day
Do this err'day, do err'day,
Do err'day, do this err'day

What they 'bout, Puff?
They ain't 'bout, nothin
Oh this the they feel ya?
We on our get down
You see it is
So lay down, Bad Boy, Blood
Get up, to 'em

I got all on my arm,
on racks in the bank
Forgiatos on my Range, Pepsi my paint
All these be choosy,
find a bitch who ain't
Haters out ballin' like fishes in a tank
Stuntin' wit my whole crew,
Hangin' out the window when we up
You know when we come through,
Make it rain we don't give a
what you say, I do this every day
Don't buy bottles, buy bottle
Seem like every night my
I help but get the cake

Feel I was born for ballin' out
Live it up and for fallin' out

you say? I do this err'day,
Wh-what you say? I do this
Do this err day, do err day,
Do err day, do this err day
What you I do this err'day,
you say? I do this err'day
Do err'day, do this err'day (Montana!)
Do this err'day, do err'day

on my neck, half a mill in my car
Dream team I rap, me and my dogs
Straight in that haircut
Sea and that lamp chop
Met her at the bar
Tryin' to get some head
62 Maybach, fake jewels don't play that
Take off like Blake Griff, money tall A6
Never hit that red zone, I was airborne
Hoppin' out that
red dot with a red bone
Trunk up in the back, the population
And I'm fakin' Jacks,
You I'm poppin' Aces
I'mma ball, bank rolls
Suicidal doors, and two Italian tan hoes

you say? I do this err'day,
Wh-what you I do this err'day
Do err day, do this err day,
Do err day, do this err day
What you I do this err'day,
Wh-wh-what you say? I do this
Do err'day, do this err'day
Do this err'day, do this

Feel I was born for ballin' out
is callin'

I'm around and I'm gettin' it
90thou in my denim
Told a I just met,
Write your down and I'll end 'em
I'm on a billi,
Got these niggas large lead
Bout to my LA crib
And drop bitch on Wall Street
my watch and hand game,
Like Peach and champagne
You buyin' jets, I buy the Jets,
And I ain't speakin' no damn planes
This passion and fashion,
Matchin' my things
Action things mackin',
Then my rings captain
V's, thin tires, envy my entire
Catalogue, but don't have the
real kings build empires
Everything that I said
Was everything you saw
I did that I claim,
You ain't like us 'cause we

What you I do this err'day,
Wh-what you say? I do this
Do this err day, do err day,
Do err day, do this err day
What you I do this err'day,
you say? I do this err'day
Do err'day, do this err'day
Do err'day, do this err'day

Feel like I was born for out
Time is

(You see it) I was to ball, bitch! (Bad Boy)
If you heard you live under a motherfuckin' rock (Coke Boyz)

We was to fly baby, still do the same thing nigga
Shit like I just sold nigga
Empire, Bad Boy, Coke Boy
Diddy up? Juheard?