Luyện nghe bài hát Legit Ballers

Once another Trax productions
for the 9-8, mobsta elites
Ain't it a shame how we make ballin' look so
Especially you ain't gotta hide your shit

You know what I'm sayin', you can just ball for
Campaignin' your in a legit demonstration
And gotta face
Eh yo, Stokes, let 'em know what's happenin'

A nigga been hustlin' so long, God knows done so much wrong
I was 16 grown and holdin' chrome, blows, we in' zones
My mom didn't me, "Boy, you gon' die just like your daddy
From two to the head, in the riverbed
I to hurt you so badly

I was young and
Fast life sprung of the money and hoes that it
Had a clip full of hollows to bring your momma
But now regret I've done

Drama's all in the game, whether gang or slang
I had to do my
When the shots rang, that's it clicks in my brain
All the shit's the same, my need a change

I had to get off out these to get you out your seat
Flip a Trax beat, hit the crib and on a sweet
And let 'em feel something deep, deep so the realest can
How I felt right I bust that steel
'bout my life of skrill
And the everyday struggles of a nigga in the

Come on and take a little trip with a legit
Chi
(Shot up the chrome and swang)
Tigers all up in the
(Some bitches in the and a pocket full of scratch
a match and spark up a little bud and get blown away)

Come on and take a trip with a legit balla
Chi
(Shot up the chrome and swang)
Tigers all up in the
(Some bitches in the back and a full of scratch
Take a match and spark up a bud and get blown away)

This shit I've been is potent
Got me straight thinkin' about takin' Jane and eloping
Blowin' with the sunroof half-way opened
Countercode with the in close range
I guess he gotta aim and stick a few in the nigga's brain

No face straps thinkin' that he can
food on table is an everyday strain
But now I did finally flip my shit
And workin' a different angle of the
Even my hussle ain't changed

I'm still prayin' my best presence to overcome my
Singin' tapes of
The roads to seems longer than the freight train
And every little stop keep a tryin' to plot
On the paper you done gain you drain

But I put on the foe
flow 'til I got no choice or better yet no voice
But still by that I hope to write enough rhymes
To own a fleet, real estate with a Rolls

Rollin' through this Chi-Town streets
With my mobsta elites on the way to North Mall
Givin' to the all for givin' me a legit where to ball at
Keepin' shit tight for

Come on and take a little trip with a legit
Chi
(Shot up the and let's swang)
all up in the wall
(Some bitches in the back and a pocket of scratch
Take a match and spark up a bud and get blown away)

Come on and take a little trip a legit balla
Chi
(Shot up the chrome and swang)
Tigers all up in the
(Some bitches in the back and a pocket full of
Take a and spark up a little bud and get blown away)

On the bus in disgust, will I able to throw rocks in my
sacks in the other
For po who watch, can't stop, it's hot
But I gotta a profit for my baby and my mother
up hustler

What's the mental frame of mind? nigga had to have the roll
Be or be poor up in these city streets
Or with the pistol playin' for you Mr.
Forgive those, I explode C 4, so give me 50 feet

shots in every directions
A nigga stop a moment from getting
I witnessed public aid, people get sprayed, the tip raise
And Momma cry, Why my won't get paid

If I have to, I'ma send from blows
Nobody can hurt me or run thugsta greed, GDs or
Workin' the spot we need some clothes
Who ever I'd be making money off of my CDs and shows

My crib got gats in the hall, rats crawl
Roaches out the cracks in the wall
On the tip, bust it with my to the wall
Work my way up to an ounce, now I'm to a ball

Now I fin' to spend stacks at the
the blocks on barbers, hopin' my profits stack a bit taller
Twista a.k.a "The Caller", bring your money to the mob
to be a pimp-shit talker

Come on and take a trip with a legit balla
Chi
(Shot up the chrome and swang)
Tigers all up in the
(Some bitches in the back and a pocket of scratch
Take a match and spark up a bud and get blown away)

on and take a little trip with a legit balla
Chi
(Shot up the and let's swang)
Tigers all up in the
(Some bitches in the back and a pocket of scratch
Take a match and up a little bud and get blown away)

If it's on, I ride out with my Mobstas
It it's on, then I gotta out with the Mobstas
If it's on, I gotta ride out my Mobstas
If it's on, I gotta out with my Mobstas
Mobstas,
If on, I gotta ride out with my Mobstas
(Mobstas)