Luyện nghe bài hát Im A Balla

Chorus -
I'm A Balla, I the walk bruh
I'm not a
I it pimpin' so these women 'll pay me
If you a balla, and ya dollars
Then throw ya 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 shot
Then throw ya hands up if you gettin' it

- Chamillionaire]
Koopa, I got comma's and
And of robert deniro
I hoes that love other hoes
that'll get down in a
But it nothin' to me though
I'ma grinder, yall know my
Got no or no P.O
but I dodge like I'm Neo, nigga we know
Far East and
gon' bring 4 stacks then a pair
Throw 2 other in the air
We stepped in 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!, head bussa
I'ma keep on paper
all these muthafucka's
I'ma on ridin'
ain't no way yall gonna ever us
I'ma keep on chiefin',
chokin' on that dutchey
And I keep one on my
that's my buddy buddy
I'm movin' weight, like the nutty
get ya change up ooh yessuh
Better that metal, they'll test ya
chain, gotta hit em' hard
when I that truck like Pastor Troy
in my ? bump
Better get em' boy, em' boy
Gotta make money, rip em' boy
a pitbull dog, I'll sick em' boy
Here we to bring 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, Play F,
No matter what say
No matter they do
Muthafucka's 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, ridin'
That Coogi homie, quit cappin' you can't afford it
That's how it go, doin' shows, 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, better it or ya fallin'
Pausin', never it movin' like my rims
They say I'm clever, but it's the I spend 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 do I start, or where do I begin
When it comes to ballin' and flossin', I like them rims
That's intend to spin, act a crip, nah fuck it dog
Act like a chimp, like crooked monkeys throwin' up
You no throw em' up click, you used to throwin' up bricks
We pro-ballers 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
It's just young boy Lumba
who's to bump a
take 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