Luyện nghe bài hát On Ball

[Daz + (T-Pain)]
Yeah, for the helpless!
Big money, big cars.. big weed! adlibs]
Y'all what time it is! But you better stack that money!
(Awww shit! Ha ha ha ha...)
For baaaiiilll....

2X: T-Pain]
I'm on bail, got that weight for
and blueberries all on a nigga's tail
I'm on bail, bet not 'nan tell... bet not 'nan nigga tell
Yeah!

Dillinger]
I'm on a two dollar bail
Caught with the product that them niggaz sell
I'm fresh outta cells, twelve later.. my clientele hit my pager
The situation thick, Dat Nigga Daz is major!
I the life of a gangster, I rob gangsters
Ten up on the table, I deny that flavor
She a fighter to the fullest, if I lose I catch a (bullet)
Can't tell a nigga nuttin he starvin and losin
Now I'm up on the street, completely correctly
You disrespect me, the same that's it'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 in court
Couple of homeboys, my momma me full support
Raised up filthy but the Lord be me
an addict, it's the verdict and the jury, "NOT GUILTY!!!"

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

[The
Yo X, tell my momma to put the house up, wait, the house cost too
Tell her to get a grand out the Porsche truck
It's just a house 'cause I take a bath in it
Get ass in it and I gotta in it
Smoke hash in it, chocolate tah
Smokin chronic make me see shit, 2Pac alive
Bandana knotted in the front 2Pac alive
out the courthouse spittin on the camera guy
I bang (Thug Life), but ain't Death Row
some gangster shit for my niggaz down on death row
Exhibit A - how I let the tec go
And Exhibit B - burn the rubber on the West

- 2X]

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