Luyện nghe bài hát Str8 Ballin

I would share the of ballin' with you white folks
But no

I'm up before the sunrise, first to hit the
Little bad mothafucka with a pocket full of learned to throw them thangs, get my skinny little ass kicked
And laugh, til' tha first mothafucka got blasted
I put the in his casket
Now they coverin' the in plastic
I blunts on a regular fuck when it counts
I'm tryin' to make a million dollars quarter ounce
And gettin' on the five-o, fuck them hos
Got a 45 out survival
Hey can I lay low, cook some yay-yo
"one-time" when I say so
Don't to go to the pen, I'm hittin' fences
on a nigga back, missin' me by inches
And they say how do you weighin' 165
In a city where the niggas die?
Mama don't cry
Even when kill me
They can never take the game from a G
I'm st8

St8

Still on and I'm the first nigga servin'
Pour some liquor on the curb for my that deserve it
But if I want to make a million, stay dealin'
It's kinda boomin' round the way and today make a killin'
down like I'm dirty', but only on the block
It's a clever disguise to keep me runnin' from the
Ha, I'm gettin' high, I I'll die if I don't get no ends
I'm in a bucket but I'm ridin it like a Benz
I hit the strip and let my music
liquor, and I'm lookin' for some hoes to fuck
Rather die makin' money than live and legal
As I another ounce, I wish it was a kilo
I need in a major way
to fuck my BEEEYATCH
I'm paid
You other mothafuckas
But me and my thug niggas
We st8

St8

Damned if I don't, and damned if a do
So watch a young mothafucka a trigga just to RAISE UP
But don't let em see you cry, dry your
Young nigga to do or die
I a pistol in my pocket
on my block
Ain't no time for a nigga to even cock
And now they a mothafucka beat pain
At point blank range cause he slept on the
Ain't a damned thing
You the dice, now roll 'em
If you can't stand better hold 'em
Cause no tellin' what you might roll
You might fold catch AIDS from a slight cold.
Best to your life to the fullest
You 'bout to kill a fool, got a pistol mothafucka better it
even when they kill me
They can never the game from a young G
We st8

We st8

To my niggas in the
Loked up like a when they mention me
you fuckin' with the realest motha fucka ever born
And once again on
I'm bustin' on these till they gone
Now who the hell can you get to me?
I'm in the projects, parlaying with my
I my glock cocked
I need it they're all shady
I finally it
Now these jealous bitches to FADE me
I ain't goin' out I'd blast back
I'm on the corner with my watchin' cash stack
And I came up a long way from stamps
And shit from these low-life ghetto tramps
Could you blame me if they sweat me I'm gonna fire
could I do?
Pull my or watch my nigga die
I'm representin' to the fullest devil slugs
I'm on the block drugs with the young thugs
And mothafucka, we be
All mothafuckin' day long, strong
We st8