Luyện nghe bài hát Still Ballin'

(featuring Ken)

[Lil' - talking]
Still
Ye, we ballin'
Still ballin',
Ye, real definition of

[Lil'
I'm still ballin', like daddy and pac
Pullin' up in the big do' drop
So top that, I bet you cop that
I let you niggaz eat, now I want my back
Nigga, I the streets, I bring the
Yo bitch be a muslim, because she suckin' me
Balls, 'cause I crawl, down to see smokin'
I get love, way down in Oakland
Feel my pain, and feel my
Give me ten minutes, give ya a hit
Just me a drawin', give me a kick
And watch me drop tight ass shit
Still ballin', we change to diamonds you knw still callin'
Twenty inch still crawlin'
So that mean lil is ballin'
I you see the car, you see the ride
You in my eyes, you see I'm high
The niggaz beef, I'm slippin'
But the reason I'm up, is I ain't
I used to have a golden
Now I wit golden child
I to school, I graduated
ninety nine I navigated
Jumpin' out the lincoln, iceberg
Yeah I got money, so it ain't really
Niggaz be hatin', over hoes that I'm
I'm freestylin', this is
Bitch ass wanna act like they hard
Everybody in the world, know you
Oh, you too old for that shit, you to grow the fuck up
Nah, but on the you need to blow the fuck up
Or shut the up, and get out the game
'cause I'm michael Jordan, and I another rang
And I you mad, 'cause I'm the champion
I know you to stirred, but it can't be done
bitch!

Flip - talking]
Haha, ballin'
Haha, ya boi lil flip
This the new shit
freestyles shit
Niggaz ain't on battle rap shit no mo
Sell records
You can be the best battler
but if you can't no records, they gon drop ya
Now battle
record, one single
I run the south,
Shout out to my Play-n-Skillz
Motherfuckin' Dallas, Houston
We ballin',
Feel me, screwed up
You how we do