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
Hoes on my dick, I'm man
Cases of Crystal, I'm man
of crocodile, I'm ballin' 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 dirty from Charleston to
Bowling ball paint job, D's on the Lex
and Cadillacs, optimos and fat sacks
We trained for combat, you wrong, then we

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

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

Why, 'cause I tight, on? Out of sight
It might be the
Or could it be that I ride on
My trunk is filled with
I know well you hear me

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

In the club I'm balling bitch, now me love
Bossalinie, shoes, with some Gator boots
Dom Perignon, on now through the early morn'
Fuck a man, 'cause balling be my occupation

Playa hating ass nigga, take the temptation
Wanna rush me, then bust me, 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 off on some Dayne-Daynes
Paint job, be clocking mills, some blowed brains
20 and bubble, buy the Reeboks, now them some shoes
With the 9 up on the seat, thats where its to be

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

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

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

of Crystal, even Dom Perignon
A Road nigga, so you know 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 to the gunplay
Tight 2 Def ain't
Your money ain't long enough for me, so hoe don't
'Cause down here in Atlanta nigga, we the walk
I say it and clear, I'm ballin' man