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 that weight for
Strawberries and all on a nigga's tail
I'm on bail, bet not 'nan nigga tell... bet not nigga tell
Yeah!

Dillinger]
I'm on a two million dollar
Caught with the that them young niggaz sell
I'm fresh outta cells, hours later.. my clientele hit my pager
The situation gettin thick, Dat Daz is major!
I live the life of a gangster, I rob
Ten years up on the table, I that flavor
She a fighter to the fullest, if I lose I catch a (bullet)
Can't a nigga nuttin when he starvin and losin
Now I'm back up on the street, correctly
You disrespect me, it's the that's it's gon' be
Automatics get when you let niggaz have it
I'm caught back up like before, I gotta stack my cabbage
Monday morning, 8:30 right in court
Couple of homeboys, my momma me full support
up filthy but the Lord 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 block with .40 caliber
Similarities to my uncut, they ready to (ready to rock)
'Cause everybody wanna ball, nobody wanna get
Only the and the cons get to stack these knots
Motherfuckers want that Benz the millions by the karats
When they fencing all day, start talkin like a parrot
Information they sharing so be cautious ya walk
Never pillow talk behind doors in the dark
It might creep and bite you, indict you, convict you
to a five by nine for a very time
Fuck droppin dimes, niggaz is droppin whole
So the hood's gettin skinny and the love it
If I don't go get it, then the nigga will
So I kill at will with my gauge in killin fields
Yeah!

[The
Yo X, my momma to put the house up, wait, the house cost too much
Tell her to get a hundred grand out the truck
It's like a house 'cause 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 like 2Pac alive
Walkin out the spittin on the camera guy
I bang (Thug Life), but this Death Row
This some gangster shit for my niggaz on death row
Exhibit A - how I let the tec go
And Exhibit B - the rubber on the West coast

- 2X]

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