Luyện nghe bài hát On Ball

[Daz + (T-Pain)]
Yeah, for the helpless!
Big money, big cars.. big weed! [T-Pain
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 nigga tell... bet not 'nan nigga tell
Yeah!

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

They to have me on that paperwork
'cause I used make my paper.. work, lifestyle covered with
See I was first on my with .40 caliber glocks
Similarities to my uncut, they to rock (ready to rock)
'Cause everybody wanna ball, wanna get caught
Only the pros and the cons get to stack knots
Motherfuckers want that Benz with the by the karats
When they fencing all day, they start talkin a parrot
Information they sharing so be cautious ya walk
Never talk behind closed doors in the dark
It might creep back and you, indict you, convict you
to a five by nine for a very long
Fuck droppin dimes, niggaz is whole hundreds
So the hood's gettin and the one-times love it
If I don't go get it, then the nigga will
So I kill at will with my in them killin fields
Yeah!

[The
Yo X, tell my momma to put the up, wait, the house cost too much
Tell her to get a hundred grand out the truck
It's just like a house 'cause I a bath in it
Get ass in it and I gotta in it
Smoke hash in it, blueberry tah
chronic make me see shit, like 2Pac alive
Bandana in the front like 2Pac alive
out the courthouse spittin on the camera guy
I bang (Thug Life), but this Death Row
This some shit for my niggaz down on death row
A - watch 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