Luyện nghe bài hát Im A Balla

Chorus -
I'm A Balla, I walk the bruh
I'm not a
I it pimpin' so these women 'll pay me
If you a balla, and ya dollars
Then throw ya hands up if you it daily
Don't even talk uh, bout what it ya
If you ain't really out gettin' it baby
If you a balla, and a calla
Then ya hands up if you gettin' it daily

[Verse -
Koopa, I got and zero's
And alot of robert
I know hoes that love hoes
get down in a trio
But it ain't nothin' to me
I'ma grinder, know my steelo
Got no or no P.O
but I dodge like I'm Neo, nigga we know
Far and Chamillionaire
gon' bring 4 stacks spend a pair
Throw 2 stacks in the air
We stepped in here like
You a balla, let me see it
You a caller, let me see it
them dollars, let me see it
Pop ya collar,

[Verse -
Whomp! Whomp!, head bussa
I'ma on paper chasin'
servin' all these
I'ma keep on
ain't no way yall gonna touch us
I'ma on chiefin', puffin'
chokin' on charlie dutchey
And I one on my side
that's my buddy buddy
I'm weight, like the nutty professor
better get ya up ooh yessuh
pack that metal, they'll test ya
Stain chain, hit em' hard
when I roll that truck Pastor Troy
24's in my ?
Better get em' boy, em' boy
Gotta make money, rip em' boy
Like a pitbull dog, I'll em' boy
we came to bring in noise
You a balla, let me see it
You a caller, let me see it
Bout dollars, let me see it Pop ya collar, let me see it

[Verse - Far
-Yeah, F, Skillz
No matter they say
No matter what do
Muthafucka's ain't got no
Of what we do
Ride in coupes, on Koopa, who what?
Do what?, muthafuckas you ain't clappin' my
Keepin' it gangsta, plus yall
Black on Black, ridin'
That ain't homie, quit cappin' you can't afford it
That's how it go, shows, puffin' dro, bangin' beats
Far East, from Dallas, Tex, but TL me Greg Street

- Skillz]
Me and Koopa not some hoopers, but we
I see you actin' stupid, move it or ya fallin'
Pausin', never keep it like my rims
They say I'm clever, but it's the cheddar I spend makes me win
If you a then dribble til' ya hands get tired
'cause that's the way my wrist when I'm tryna raise it higher
You a balla, let me see it
caller, let me see it
Bout dollars, let me see it
Pop ya collar, let me see it

[Verse -
Like do I start, or where do I begin
When it comes to ballin' and flossin', I shine like rims
That's intend to spin, act a crip, nah fuck it dog
Act a chimp, like crooked monkeys throwin' up sets
You ain't no throw em' up click, you to throwin' up bricks
We pro-ballers down south daddy, the clips
I got 5 in my eye, I need 10 on my
So I'm flippin' ya bitch, I put 10 to the lips
It's just that boy Lumba
who's to bump a
take over the industry, while these other crumble
balla, you can see it
I'ma caller, you can see it
flosser, you can see it
Superstar, be it