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

St8

on parole and I'm the first nigga servin'
Pour some liquor on the for my niggas that deserve it
But if I want to make a million, gotta dealin'
It's kinda boomin' round the way and today I'll a killin'
Dressin' 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 I'll die if I don't get no ends
I'm in a bucket but I'm ridin it it's a Benz
I hit the strip and let my music
Drinkin' liquor, and I'm lookin' for some to fuck
Rather die makin' money live poor and legal
As I slang ounce, I wish it was a kilo
I money in a major way
Time to fuck my
I'm gettin'
You mothafuckas callin'
But me and my mothafuckin' thug
We st8

St8

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

We st8

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