Luyện nghe bài hát Legit Ballers

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

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

A been hustlin' so long, God knows I've 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 daddy
From two to the head, in the riverbed
I didn't to hurt you so

I was young and dumb, fast sprung
Of the money and tricks it brung
Had a clip full of hollows to bring your momma
But now regret what done

all in the game, was it gang bang or slay
I had to do my
When the rang, that's when it clicks in my brain
All the the same
My nigga need a change, I had to get off out these
To get you out seat

a Trax beat, hit the crib and puff on a sweet
And let 'em feel deep
so the realest can feel
How I felt right I bust that steel
Rappin' about my life of
And the everyday struggles of a in the chill

on and take a ride, triple to legit ballers
callers
(Shot up the and let's swang)
all up in the wall
(Some in the back and a full scraps to get matchin')
(Spark a of and get blown away)

Come on and take a ride, to legit ballers
callers
(Shot up the and let's swang)
all up in the wall
(Some in the back and a full scraps to get matchin')
(Spark a couple of and get away)

sweet I've been talkin' was potent
Got me straight thinkin' about takin' Mary and eloping
Blowin' smoke the sunroof half-way opened
Laid back with the scope in range

I guess he aim, and stick a few thangs
In the somebody's
No straps we be thinkin' that he can
Puttin' food on table is an strain

But now I did finally flip my shit
And workin' a angle of the game
Even though my ain't changed
I'm still prayin' my best to overcome my pain
Singin' tapes of
The roads to seems longer than the freight train

And every stop keep a nigga tryin' to plot
On the paper you done gain until you
But I put on the floor
I'ma flow 'til I got no choice, or better yet no

But still by that time I to write enough rhymes
To own a real estate with a Rolce Royce
Rollin' deep through this Chi-Town
With my mobsta elite on the way to the Riverside
Givin' thanks to the all for givin' me a legit where to at
tight for y'all

Come on and take a ride, triple to ballers
callers
(Shot up the and let's swang)
all up in the wall
(Some in the back and a pocket scraps to get matchin')
(Spark a of and get blown away)

Come on and a ride, triple to legit ballers
callers
(Shot up the and let's swang)
Tigers all up in the
(Some in the and a pocket full scraps to get matchin')
(Spark a of and get blown away)

On the bus in disgust will I able to throw rocks in my
Nickel in the other
For po-pos who watch, stop, it's hot
But I gotta a profit for my baby and my mother

up hustler
What's the mental frame of
That playa had to have the
Be sold, or be poor up in city streets
Or with the playin' for you Mr. Reaper
Forgive those, I explode like C-4 so give me 50

See ya checkin' in directions
Somebody stop a moment getting made
I done witnessed aid, people get sprayed, the tip raise
And momma cry, why my won't get paid

If I have to I'ma cheese from
Nobody can hurt me or run thugsta greed, or foes
the spot 'cause we need some clothes
Who ever thought I'd be money off of my CD's and shows

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

Now I fin to spend at the mall
Bend the blocks on barbers my profits stack a bit taller
AKA 'The Trick Caller', bring your money to the mob
Just to be a pimp-shit

on and take a ride, triple to legit ballers
Shot-shot
(Shot up the chrome and swang)
all up in the wall
(Some in the back and a full scraps to get matchin')
(Spark a couple of and get away)

Come on and a ride, triple to legit ballers
callers
(Shot up the and let's swang)
all up in the wall
(Some in the back and a full scraps to get matchin')
(Spark a of and get blown away)

If it's on, I ride out with my mobstas, hmm-hmm
It on, then I gotta ride out with the mobstas, hmm-hmm
If on, I gotta ride out with my mobstas, hmm-hmm
If it's on, I ride out with my mobstas, hmm-hmm

La-da-da, la-da-da, da-da-da-da,
(Mobstas)
La-da-da, la-da-da, da-da-da-da,
(Mobstas)
La-da-da, la-da-da, da-da-da-da,
(Mobstas)
If on, I gotta ride out with my mobstas hmm-hmm
(Mobstas)