Luyện nghe bài hát Im A Balla

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

[Verse -
Koopa, I got comma's and
And alot of deniro
I know hoes love other hoes
that'll get in a trio
But it ain't to me though
I'ma grinder, yall know my
Got no or no P.O
but I dodge police I'm Neo, nigga we know
Far and Chamillionaire
gon' bring 4 then spend a pair
Throw 2 stacks in the air
We in here like G-G-G'yeah
You a balla, let me see it
You a caller, let me see it
Bout dollars, let me see it
Pop ya collar,

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

[Verse - Far
-Yeah, F, Skillz
No what they say
No what they do
ain't got no clue
Of we tryna do
Ride in coupes, on Koopa, who what?
Do what?, you ain't clappin' my crew
Keepin' it gangsta, plus lack
Black on Black, Jordans
That ain't Coogi homie, quit you can't afford it
That's how it go, doin' shows, dro, bangin' beats
Far East, Dallas, Tex, but TL call me Greg Street

- Skillz]
Me and not some hoopers, but we ballin'
I see you actin' stupid, move it or ya fallin'
Pausin', never keep it movin' my rims
They say I'm clever, but it's the cheddar I that's makes me win
If you a baller dribble til' ya hands get tired
'cause that's the way my wrist feels when I'm tryna 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
it comes to ballin' and flossin', I shine like them rims
That's to spin, act like a crip, nah fuck it dog
Act like a chimp, crooked monkeys throwin' up sets
You ain't no throw em' up click, you used to 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 known to a
over the industry, while these other rappers crumble
balla, you can see it
I'ma caller, you can see it
flosser, you can see it
Superstar, be it