Luyện nghe bài hát Im A Balla

Chorus -
I'm A Balla, I walk the walk
I'm not a
I keep it pimpin' so women 'll pay me
If you a balla, and ya dollars
throw ya hands up if you gettin' it daily
Don't even talk uh, bout it cost ya
If you ain't out there 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 of robert deniro
I know that love other hoes
get down in a trio
But it ain't to me though
I'ma grinder, know my steelo
Got no or no P.O
but I dodge police like I'm Neo, we know
Far East and
gon' bring 4 then 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
Bout dollars, let me see it
Pop ya collar,

[Verse -
Whomp! Whomp!, head bussa
keep on paper chasin'
servin' all these
keep on ridin'
ain't no way yall gonna touch us
I'ma keep on chiefin',
chokin' on charlie dutchey
And I one on my side
that's my buddy buddy
I'm movin' weight, the nutty professor
better get ya up ooh yessuh
Better pack that metal, they'll ya
Stain chain, hit em' hard
when I that truck like Pastor Troy
in my ? bump
Better get em' boy, em' boy
make that money, rip em' boy
Like a pitbull dog, sick em' boy
Here we came to 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, Play F,
No matter they say
No matter they do
ain't got no clue
Of what we do
Ride in coupes, ride on Koopa, who
Do what?, muthafuckas you clappin' my crew
Keepin' it gangsta, plus lack
Black on Black, Jordans
That ain't Coogi homie, quit cappin' you 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 hoopers, but we ballin'
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 that's makes me win
If you a baller then dribble 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 where do I start, or do I begin
When it comes to ballin' and flossin', I shine like them
intend to spin, act like 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 down south daddy, empty the clips
I got 5 in my eye, I need 10 on my
So while I'm ya bitch, I put 10 to the lips
just that young boy Lumba
who's to bump a
take over the industry, while other rappers crumble
balla, you can see it
I'ma caller, you can see it
flosser, you can see it
Superstar, be it