Luyện nghe bài hát Last Breath

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

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

[Verse 1 - 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 your bitch finesse
jumping like checkers, but this game is chess
What's at stake is your freedom, paying the price
When the drop the mallet, all he said was life
Nigga near fainted, barely stare at your wife
Brother took all clothes, whip, sneakers, and ice
Got me my nuts, while I'm rolling the dice
760 new Beamer, got me rolling in
few that you trust, better keep in your sight
Thinking I'm doing wrong, when these niggas right

[Verse 2 - Meek
I just me a BM
And bought me a
I pulled up on niggas, I swear they thought I was Hov
All my platinum, niggas thought I was gold
I heard suckas was hatin', I'm fucking all of they hoes
So I don't blame 'em, no I knock 'em
But if they my dogs, we slay 'em, I'm talkin' pop 'em
Want some attention, 'em, they talkin' bout us
Acting like bitches 'til we spray 'em, get the out ya
We all about it,
I'm ballin' my very last breath
I hustle like I'm on my check!
And I ain't in my bag yet
I wake up in the morning, the cash at, GO!

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

4 - Birdman]
Ballin' till my last
Uptown, flashy life with my Smith &
Hallways, choppa boys
Spend your full of hundred B's in your face
My lil was a born killa
Real nigga on the field, killa nigga
'Til I showed him how to a bird
Killa nigga only if I finna work
Matches up in every
it down, hold it down for my fuckin' rounds
All day gunplay, everyday rocked out nigga in way