Luyện nghe bài hát Str8 Ballin

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

I'm up before the sunrise, to hit the block
Little bad mothafucka a pocket full of rocks
And I'm totin' these thangs, get my skinny little ass
And niggas laugh, tha first mothafucka got blasted
I put the nigga in his
Now coverin' the bastard in plastic
I smoke blunts on a buck when it counts
I'm tryin' to a million dollars outta quarter ounce
And gettin' lost on the five-o, them hos
Got a 45 screamin' survival
Hey nigga can I lay low, cook yay-yo
Hollar "one-time" I say so
want to go to the pen, I'm hittin' fences
Narcs on a nigga's back, missin' me by
And say how do you survive weighin' 165
In a city where the skinny niggas
Mama don't cry
Even when kill me
They can take the game from a young G

I'm ballin'
ballin'

Still on parole and I'm the nigga servin'
Pour some liquor on the curb for my niggas deserve it
But if I to make a million, gotta stay dealin'
It's boomin' and today I'll make a killin'
Dressin' down like a villian', but only on the
It's a clever disguise to keep me runnin' the cops
Ha, I'm high. I think I'll die if I don't get no ends
I'm in a bucket 'em ridin' it like it's a Benz
I hate to stip let my music
Drinkin' liquor, and I'm lookin' for some hoes to
die makin' money than live poor and legal
As I slang another ounce, I it was a kilo
A need in a major way
to fuck my BEEEYATCHHey!, and getten' paid
You other mothafuckas
But me and my mothafuckin' niggas

We str8
Str8

if I don't, and damned if a nigga do
So watch a young mothafucka pull a trigga to RAISE UP
But don't let them 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 cock shit
And now see that mothafucka beat pain
At point blank cause he slept on the game
Ain't a thing changed
Shakin' the dice, now 'em
If you can't stand pain hold 'em
Cause ain't no tellin' what you roll
You might go AIDS from a slight cold. Nigga
Better your life to the fullest
You 'bout to a fool, got a pistol mothafucka better pull it
Cause even they kill me
They can never take the from a young G

We ballin'
We ballin'

To my in the penitentiary
up like a mothafucka when they mention me
Cause you fuckin' with the realest fucka ever born
And again it's on
I'm bustin' on bitches till they gone
Who the hell can you get to me?
I'm in the projects, parlaying with my
I my glock cocked
I need it cause they're all
I finally it
Now jealous bitches tryin' to FADE me
I ain't goin' out I'd rather back
I'm on the corner with my niggas watchin' cash
And I came up a long way from stamps
And takin' shit from the ghetto tramps
Could you blame me if they sweat me I'm open fire
What could I do? Pull my or watch my nigga die
I'm representin' to the fullest givin' devil
I'm on the block drugs with the young thugs
And mothafucka, we be
All mothafuckin' day long, strong

We ballin'