Luyện nghe bài hát Rapper's Ball

Where naked hoes at?

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

They ain't havin' no
Shit, haha you us
Where K-Ceeezi at man? Tell him sing shit
Lace dem or something, beotch

Say you got it all
the way you players ball
Everyday at the mall
Tell me, is it true or

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

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

At every light automatic, burn rubber
See my folkers in the traffic, ERB
Follow that cab it got in it, uhh
My potnah got hoes in it

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

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

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

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

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

Like a lot of fools I see on TV
the Armani Channel Versus Versacci
Why motherfuckers be broke sometimes?
Sometimes it's cool to
But buy an eighty-five thousand dollar car
Before you buy a

They always said, I rap, I just say bitch
I guess the bitch, me rich
And now you wanna me hardcore
I be steppin' out the shower 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
'cuz I gotta stay paid 40

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
Love the way you ball
Claimin' that your mail is
me, is it true or false?

We throw parties on big-ass boats, niggaz wrap they
all-inclusive trips, Montego Jamaica
Front row seats at the Ultimate Fights, and severin'
Long fuh-flights, up there in the heavens

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

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

It's funky, everybody nod their head this
I said bitch, and everybody read my
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' than them
It came straight the prostitutes, players, and pimps
It was my destiny, I came the every time
So don't question me, I the game in the rhymes

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

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

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 ball
Claimin' that your is tall
Tell me, is it or false?

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

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

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

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

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