Luyện nghe bài hát Rapper's Ball

Where them naked at?

E-feezey, Too
We off the fo' Scheezy baby
Off the heezy, I you theezy
Niggaz ain't no cheesy like us main

They ain't no raveez
Shit, you know us
Where K-Ceeezi at Tell him sing that shit
Lace dem fools or something,

Say you got it all
Love the way you ball
Everyday you're at the
me, is it true or false?

Say you got it all
Love the way you players
Claimin' that your is tall
Tell me, is it or false?

I put my mack hand down ain't never a sound
I was havin' B R E A D way before this rap nigga been town
Thought you theezy, for sheezy, niggaz
Earl, Brat, and dem boys from Vallel

At every light automatic, burn rubber
See my in the traffic, whassup ERB
Follow cab it got dope in it, uhh
My Short got hoes in it

I'm always hearin' rappers big on their songs
I do that shit for real and never say I'm wrong
straight sittin' on twenties
TV in the dash pimpin' hoes money

I'm Too baby been down since the eighties
For the eight years rode around in a Mercedes
Lexus, trucks, drop-Vette,
Bitches don't me by my name they call me daddy

Say you got it all
Love the way you ball
you're at the mall
Tell me, is it true or

Say you got it all
Love the way you ball
Claimin' that your is tall
Tell me, is it or false?

K-Ci Short, E-40
I'll probably never have long money Ross Perilla
But we just want a hip, don't want the whole plate
Don't put the two on the ten, don't perpetrate

Like a lot of fools I see on TV
the Armani Channel Versus Versacci
Why motherfuckers can't be broke
Sometimes it's to floss
But buy an eighty-five thousand dollar car
Before you buy a

They always said, I couldn't rap, I say bitch
I guess the bitch, made me
And now you wanna me hardcore
I be steppin' out the shower on a marble floor

I paid the IRS taxes send and faxes
This is like fuckin', fat bitches
All work and no play, I do it
Anyway 'cuz I gotta stay 40

Say you got it all
Love the way you players
you're at the mall
Tell me, is it or false?

Say you got it all
Love the way you players
Claimin' that your is tall
Tell me, is it true or

We throw on big-ass boats, niggaz wrap they paper
Ultrafied trips, Montego Jamaica
Front row seats at the Ultimate Fights, shamrock and
expensive fuh-flights, up there in the heavens

Fat ass checks, fat ass cribs
Smokin' blunts and brew on the balcony, barbecuein' ribs
The scrilla, the merrier
I the ya area

I from Foothill and Papers Court to Sixty-Seven MacArthur
To Freddie B house, to make tapes with my
Hit Arroyo Park, we had for sale
Got a bag full of that, can't you tell?

It's funky, everybody nod head like this
I bitch, and everybody read my lips
I got rich, suckin' up the game the O
And though a lot of rappers got the same kind of flow

I 'cuz I got mo' game than them
It came straight the prostitutes, players, and pimps
It was my destiny, I came the same every
So question me, I transfer the game in the rhymes

I'm not a free styler, don't rap for free
It's Paystyle on mine, 'cuz I love main
Land and Toyota, Lexuses
Six-hundred feet twelve them big ass motor Mercedeses

We be savin' hoes, bitches be savin' us
Bitch disrespect me in my car, best to catch the bus
I keep a full of game, while y'all be ear-hustlin'
Ain't no paperback pimpin' nigga, we ain't

Say you got it all
Love the way you players
Everyday at the mall
me, is it true or false?

Say you got it all
Love the way you players
Claimin' that mail is tall
Tell me, is it true or

I'm the pimp, I come funky
Again and again, they say will it end?
never, 'cause I can still spit it
But I rappin' for cheese, I want meal tickets

start somewhere, and I'm past that
For the scratch, I be the last mack
So ya self Pretty Tony
You tryin' ta make a hit, but shit sounds phony

Not AT&T but like ET
You can't be me, so would you see
If you can keep my name out mouth
'Cause you don't really know the game's all about

It's 'bout feedin' the family, not in the Benz
Instead of rentin', pay for that roof on your
And pimpin' in your mind knowin' you a trick
Put hustle down playa go an hit you a lick, bitch

(That's writ, Too Scheezi, Ant Banks, Fonzarelli, K-Ci)
Damn is right?
(That's right)