Luyện nghe bài hát Str8 Ballin

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

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

St8

Still on parole and I'm the nigga servin'
Pour some liquor on the curb for my niggas deserve it
But if I want to make a million, gotta stay
kinda boomin' round the way and today I'll make a killin'
Dressin' down I'm dirty', but only on the block
It's a disguise to keep me runnin' from the cops
Ha, I'm high, I think I'll die if I don't get no ends
I'm in a but I'm ridin it like it's a Benz
I hit the strip and let my bump
liquor, and I'm lookin' for some hoes to fuck
Rather die makin' money than live poor and
As I slang another ounce, I it was a kilo
I money in a major way
Time to fuck my
I'm paid
You other callin'
But me and my mothafuckin' thug
We st8

St8

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

We st8

To my in the penitentiary
Loked up like a when they mention me
Cause you fuckin' with the realest motha ever born
And again it's on
I'm bustin' on bitches till they gone
Now who the can you get to stop me?
I'm in the projects, parlaying with my
I keep my glock
I need it they're all shady
I finally it
Now these jealous bitches tryin' to me
I ain't goin' out I'd blast back
I'm on the corner with my niggas cash stack
And I came up a long way from food
And takin' shit from these low-life ghetto
Could you blame me if they sweat me I'm gonna open
could I do?
Pull my or watch my nigga die
I'm to the fullest givin' devil slugs
I'm on the slangin' drugs with the young thugs
And mothafucka, we be
All day long, stay strong
We st8