Luyện nghe bài hát Rapper's Ball

Where naked hoes at?

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

They havin' no raveez
Shit, haha you us
Where K-Ceeezi at Tell him sing that shit
dem fools or something, beotch

Say you got it all
Love the way you players
Everyday 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?

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

At every it's automatic, burn rubber
See my in the traffic, whassup ERB
that cab it got dope in it, uhh
My potnah got hoes in it

I'm always rappers big ballin' on their songs
I do that shit for and you'll never say I'm wrong
straight sittin' on twenties
TV in the dash pimpin' gettin' money

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

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

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

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

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

They always said, I rap, I just say bitch
I the bitch, made me rich
And now you wanna me hardcore
While I be steppin' out the on a marble floor

I paid the IRS taxes send FedEx and
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 ball
Everyday at the mall
Tell me, is it true or

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

We throw on big-ass boats, niggaz wrap they paper
Ultrafied all-inclusive trips, Jamaica
Front row at the Ultimate Fights, shamrock and severin'
Long expensive fuh-flights, up in the heavens

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

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

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

I survived 'cuz I got mo' game than
It came straight the prostitutes, players, and pimps
It was my destiny, I the same every time
So don't question me, I the game in the rhymes

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

We don't be savin' hoes, bitches be us
Bitch disrespect me in my car, bitch best to the bus
I keep a briefcase full of game, while y'all be
no paperback pimpin' nigga, we ain't strugglin'

Say you got it all
Love the way you ball
Everyday you're at the
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 true or

I'm the pimp, I come funky
Again and again, they say will it end?
Maybe never, I can still spit it
But I ain't rappin' for cheese, I want tickets

Gotta start somewhere, and I'm past
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 be me, so would you please see
If you can my name out your mouth
'Cause you don't really know the game's all about

'bout feedin' the family, not freakin' in the Benz
Instead of rentin', pay for that on your head
And stop pimpin' in your mind 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 that
(That's right)