Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Ballin' Man

Raheem Drama, tight 2 motherfucking Def
Get at ass, boy

Ice on my wrist, I'm man
on my dick, I'm ballin' man
Cases of Crystal, I'm man
Shoes of crocodile, I'm man

on the lake, I'm ballin' man
Tight 2 Def straight pushing weight, I'm man
on the Lex', I'm ballin' man
Cashing figure checks, I'm ballin' man

Yo, yo, yo, yo drama, how you it?

Me and my niggas, we dirty from Charleston to Texas
Bowling ball paint job, D's on the Lex
Beamers and Cadillacs, and fat sacks
We trained for combat, you wrong, we attack

We like Desperado on the spokes goldened out
Keep in the pockets
And our distance from cop blockers
AK on the front for any drama, I may meet

My pager off killing hoes, them B's and Vouges
getting bigger, while calculating money figures
More realer Rockafeller, more cheese than Donald Trump
Niggas hear me, they wanna kill me like JFK

Why, 'cause I ride tight, on? Out of
It be the hoes
Or could it be that I ride on
My is filled with speakers
I know damn you hear me

Got a torch, you see me
Hundred that beaming
Niggas they haters
And busters wanna be me

In the club I'm bitch, now show me love
Bossalinie, Versace shoes, with some boots
Dom Perignon, it's on now the early morn'
a hobby man, 'cause balling be my occupation

Playa ass nigga, can't take the temptation
Wanna rush me, then me, then leave me fucked in the game
All I drained his bitch, now partners use his name
See the spokes, and how the gleaming 'em wanna scheme

85 Chevy Caprice off on Dayne-Daynes
Paint job, be clocking mills, with blowed brains
20 and bubble, gone buy the Reeboks, now them shoes
With the 9 up on the seat, thats where its to be

For bustas and them haters that wanna touch a G
Put it down and moved on up too like me George
Fuck the law, and the pen, because I'm ballin' man
the living, I'm dedicated all to the game, I'm ballin' man

When I'm in the club, around 12 o'clock
All eyes on a playa, I'll blow up the spot
You can hate, we blowing in the V.I.P.
Ballers sport rims, like stars of films

My moneys too unfadable for them too tight
And da roof off this bitch with this Tight 2 Def shit
Nigga knocking, hoe jocking, 'cause shit don't quit
In the club V.I.P. til' the morning

Cases of Crystal, Dom Perignon
A McGyver Road nigga, so you I don't play
But if it down to it, I got my K
Fuck the flexing, 'cause we ballin', callin' and stacking

And if it come down to the
2 Def ain't lacking
Your money ain't long enough for me, so hoe talk
down here in Atlanta nigga, we walk the walk
I say it loud and clear, I'm man