Luyện nghe bài hát Str8 Ballin

I would share the definition of with you white folks
But no

I'm up before the sunrise, first to hit the
Little bad mothafucka a pocket full of rocks 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 coverin' the bastard in plastic
I smoke blunts on a regular fuck it counts
I'm tryin' to make a million outta quarter ounce
And gettin' lost on the five-o, fuck hos
Got a 45 screamin' out
Hey can I lay low, cook some yay-yo
Hollar "one-time" I say so
Don't want to go to the pen, I'm fences
on a nigga back, missin' me by inches
And they say how do you weighin' 165
In a where the skinny niggas die?
Tell Mama cry
Even when they me
can never take the game from a young G
I'm st8

St8

Still on parole and I'm the first servin'
Pour some liquor on the curb for my niggas deserve it
But if I to make a million, gotta stay dealin'
It's kinda boomin' round the way and today I'll make a
down like I'm dirty', but only on the block
It's a clever disguise to me runnin' from the cops
Ha, I'm gettin' high, I think I'll die if I 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
Drinkin' liquor, and I'm lookin' for some hoes to
Rather die makin' money than live poor and
As I slang another ounce, I it was a kilo
I need in a major way
Time to fuck my
I'm paid
You other mothafuckas
But me and my mothafuckin' thug
We st8

St8

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

We st8

To my in the penitentiary
Loked up a mothafucka when they mention me
you fuckin' with the realest motha fucka ever born
And once it's on
I'm bustin' on bitches 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 made it
Now these jealous bitches to FADE me
I ain't goin' out I'd rather back
I'm on the corner my niggas watchin' cash stack
And I up a long way from food stamps
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 representin' to the fullest givin' devil
I'm on the block slangin' drugs with the young
And mothafucka, we be
All day long, stay strong
We st8