Luyện nghe bài hát Last Breath

[Intro - Ross]
Nigga, long as you livin' how you live
gon' talk about you
And that's fine with me (Believe that, nigga)
Niggas only salute niggas that's dead, and niggas in (Living legends)
I wanna ball

[Hook - Ross]
I'm til my very last breath
I'm ballin' til my very last
Just bought me a yacht, or not
sippin' that syrup, might front you a block
I'm ballin' til my very last
I'm ballin' til my very last
bought me a Benz, just bought me a Rolls
I pay for pussy, I go shopping for hoes

1 - Rick Ross]
I got a house on my neck, my my pet
We bought ringside seats, and got a I can pet
Money, power respect, I took bitch with finesse
Chickens jumping like checkers, but this is chess
What's at stake is your freedom, niggas paying the
When the judge drop the mallet, all he said was
Nigga damn fainted, barely stare at your wife
took all your clothes, whip, sneakers, and ice
Got me holding my nuts, I'm rolling the dice
760 new Beamer, got me rolling in
Very few that you trust, better keep in sight
Thinking I'm doing wrong, when these niggas right

[Verse 2 - Meek
I just me a BM
And me a Rolls
When I up on niggas, I swear they thought I was Hov
All my mixtapes platinum, thought I was gold
I heard them suckas was hatin', I'm all of they hoes
So I don't blame 'em, no I don't 'em
But if they play my dogs, we 'em, I'm talkin' pop 'em
Want some attention, hall-of-fame 'em, they bout us
Acting like bitches 'til we spray 'em, get the out ya
We all about it,
I'm ballin' till my last breath
I like I'm on my last check!
And I even in my bag yet
I wake up in the morning, where the at, GO!

[Verse 3 - Ross]
All I see is this money, never hate with your
Better pray to your maker, you war with the sinner
Ask forgiveness for mine, so I know I'm good
All them we robbed, trips T man took
panhandle pimpin, niggas Chevy was lemon
Nigga dressing in linen, bases loaded inning
Taking over the checks, relocating the
Pulling your vest, motivation is spinach
I gotta handle my business, I pay my first
When you cross a super-soaker I bet your get burst
Ain't no on this side, just jealous niggas who ride
the day that you die, just hold your head to the sky

[Verse 4 -
Ballin' my last breath
Uptown, flashy life with my & Wess
Hallways, choppa everyday
Spend bank full of hundred B's in your face
My lil was a born killa
Real on the field, killa kill nigga
I showed him how to cook a bird
Killa nigga only if I finna work
Matches up in town
Puttin' it down, it down for my fuckin' rounds
All day gunplay, everyday out nigga in every way