Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Ballin' Man

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

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

House on the lake, I'm man
Tight 2 Def pushing weight, I'm ballin' man
Dubs on the Lex', I'm man
Cashing eight checks, I'm ballin' man

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

Me and my niggas, we riding from Charleston to Texas
Bowling paint job, with D's on the Lex
Beamers and Cadillacs, optimos and fat
We trained for combat, you wrong, then we

We ride like on the spokes goldened out
cheese in the pockets
And keep our distance from cop
AK on the front seat for any drama, I may

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

Why, I ride tight, on? Out of sight
It might be the
Or could it be I ride on Vogues?
My trunk is with speakers
I know damn well you me

Got a torch, you see me
Hundred spokes that
Niggas plotting they
And busters wanna be me

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

Playa hating ass nigga, take the temptation
rush me, then bust me, then leave me fucked in the game
All because I drained his bitch, now use his name
See the spokes, and how the gleaming make 'em wanna

85 Chevy Caprice off on some
Paint job, be mills, with some blowed brains
20 and bubble, gone buy the Reeboks, now some shoes
the 9 up on the seat, thats where its supposed to be

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

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

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

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

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