Luyện nghe bài hát On Ball

[Daz + (T-Pain)]
Yeah, for the helpless!
Big money, big cars.. big weed! adlibs]
know what time it is! But you better stack that money!
(Awww shit! Ha ha ha ha...)
For baaaiiilll....

[Chorus 2X:
I'm on bail, got weight for sale
Strawberries and blueberries all on a tail
I'm on bail, bet not 'nan tell... bet not 'nan nigga tell
Yeah!

[Daz
I'm on a two million dollar
Caught with the product that young niggaz sell
I'm outta cells, twelve hours later.. my clientele hit my pager
The situation thick, Dat Nigga Daz is major!
I the life of a gangster, I rob gangsters
Ten years up on the table, I deny that
She a fighter to the fullest, if I lose I catch a (bullet)
Can't tell a nigga nuttin when he starvin and
Now I'm back up on the street, completely
You disrespect me, it's the same that's gon' be
Automatics get tragic when you let have it
Then I'm caught back up like before, I gotta stack my
Monday morning, 8:30 right back in
Couple of homeboys, my momma give me full
Raised up filthy but the Lord be me
Like an addict, it's the and the jury, "NOT GUILTY!!!"

They to have me on that paperwork
I used make my paper.. work, lifestyle covered with dirt
See I was on my block with .40 caliber glocks
Similarities to my uncut, they to rock (ready to rock)
'Cause everybody wanna ball, nobody wanna get
the pros and the cons get to stack these knots
Motherfuckers that Benz with the millions by the karats
When they fencing all day, they start like a parrot
Information sharing so be cautious where ya walk
Never pillow behind closed doors in the dark
It might back and bite you, indict you, convict you
to a five by nine for a very time
droppin dimes, niggaz is droppin whole hundreds
So the hood's gettin skinny and the one-times it
If I don't go get it, the next nigga will
So I kill at will with my gauge in them fields
Yeah!

[The
Yo X, tell my momma to put the house up, wait, the house too much
Tell her to get a hundred out the Porsche truck
It's just like a house I take a bath in it
Get ass in it and I gotta in it
Smoke hash in it, blueberry tah
Smokin make me see shit, like 2Pac alive
Bandana knotted in the front like 2Pac
Walkin out the spittin on the camera guy
I bang (Thug Life), but this Death Row
This some gangster shit for my niggaz down on row
Exhibit A - how I let the tec go
And B - burn the rubber on the West coast

- 2X]

[Xzibit (laughing)] Y'all know y'all miss shit