Luyện nghe bài hát Legit Ballers

Once again, Trax Productions
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
your nation, in a legit demonstration
And gotta face
Eh yo, Liffy Stokes, let 'em know happenin'

A playa been hustlin' so long, God I've done so much wrong
I was 16 grown and holdin' chrome, servin' blows, we in
My mom understand me
Boy, you gon' die like your daddy
From two to the head, dumped in the
I didn't to you so badly

I was young and dumb, life sprung
Of the and tricks that it brung
Had a full of hollows to bring your momma sorrow
But now what I've done

Drama's all in the game, was it bang or slay
I had to do my
When the shots rang, that's when it clicks in my
All the shits the
My nigga a change, I had to get off out these streets
To get you out your

Flip a Trax beat, hit the crib and on a sweet
And let 'em feel something
so the realest can feel
How I right before I bust that steel
about my life of screel
And the struggles of a playa in the chill

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 couple of and get away)

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 and a pocket full scraps to get matchin')
(Spark a of and get blown away)

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

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

But now I did finally my shit legit
And workin' a different of the game
Even though my hussle ain't
I'm still my best presence to overcome my pain
Singin' tapes of
The to riches seems longer than the freight train

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

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

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

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

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

Straight up
the mental frame of mind
That playa had to have the
Be sold, or be poor up in city streets
Or with the pistol for you Mr. Reaper
Forgive those, I like C-4 so give me 50 feet

See ya in every directions
Somebody stop a from getting made
I done witnessed public aid, people get sprayed, the tip
And cry, why my bills won't get paid

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

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

Now I fin to spend stacks at the
Bend the blocks on barbers hopin' my profits stack a bit
Twista AKA 'The Trick Caller', bring money to the mob
to be a pimp-shit talker

Come on and a ride, triple to legit ballers
callers
(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)

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

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

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)