Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Ballin' Man

Raheem presents Drama, tight 2 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
Shoes of crocodile, I'm man

on the lake, I'm ballin' man
Tight 2 Def pushing weight, I'm ballin' 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 job, with D's on the Lex
and Cadillacs, optimos and fat sacks
We for combat, you wrong, then we attack

We ride like on the spokes goldened out
Keep cheese in the
And our distance from cop blockers
AK on the seat for any drama, I may meet

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

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

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

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

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

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

For them bustas and haters that wanna touch a G
Put it and moved on up too like me George 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

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

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

Cases of Crystal, even Dom
A Road nigga, so you know I don't play
But if it come to it, I got my K
Fuck the flexing, 'cause we ballin', shot and stacking

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