Luyện nghe bài hát Str8 Ballin

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

I'm up the sunrise, first to hit the block
Little bad mothafucka with a pocket full of
And I'm totin' thangs, get my skinny little ass kicked
And niggas laugh, til' tha first got blasted
I put the in his casket
Now they coverin' the bastard in
I smoke blunts on a regular buck when it
I'm tryin' to make a million outta quarter ounce
And gettin' on the five-o, fuck them hos
Got a 45 about survival
Hey nigga can I lay low, some yay-yo
Hollar "one-time" I say so
Don't want to go to the pen, I'm fences
Narcs on a nigga's back, me by inches
And they say how do you survive 165
In a city where the skinny niggas
Tell Mama cry
when they kill me
They can never take the game from a G

I'm str8
Str8

Still on parole and I'm the nigga servin'
Pour some liquor on the curb for my niggas that it
But if I want to make a million, gotta stay
It's kinda boomin' and today I'll make a
Dressin' down like a villian', but only on the
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 with 'em ridin' it it's a Benz
I to stip let my music bump
Drinkin' liquor, and I'm lookin' for some hoes to
Rather die makin' money live poor and legal
As I slang another ounce, I it was a kilo
A need money in a way
Time to fuck my BEEEYATCHHey!, and paid
You mothafuckas callin'
But me and my mothafuckin' niggas

We ballin'
Str8

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

We str8
We str8

To my niggas in the
Loked up a mothafucka when they mention me
Cause you fuckin' with the realest fucka ever born
And once 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 they're all shady
I made it
Now jealous bitches tryin' to FADE 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 food stamps
And takin' shit the low-life ghetto tramps
Could you blame me if they me I'm gonna open fire
What could 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 str8