Luyện nghe bài hát Str8 Ballin

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

I'm up before the sunrise, to hit the block
Little bad mothafucka with a full of rocks
And I'm totin' thangs, get my skinny little ass kicked
And niggas laugh, til' tha first got blasted
I put the nigga in his
Now they coverin' the in plastic
I smoke on a regular buck when it counts
I'm to make a million dollars outta quarter ounce
And gettin' lost on the five-o, fuck hos
Got a 45 about survival
Hey nigga can I lay low, cook yay-yo
"one-time" when I say so
Don't to go to the pen, I'm hittin' fences
on a nigga's back, missin' me by inches
And say how do you survive weighin' 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
ballin'

Still on parole and I'm the nigga servin'
Pour some on the curb for my niggas that deserve it
But if I want to make a million, gotta stay
It's kinda boomin' and today I'll a killin'
Dressin' down like a villian', but 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 'em ridin' it like 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 than poor and legal
As I another ounce, I wish it was a kilo
A money in a major way
Time to fuck my BEEEYATCHHey!, and paid
You mothafuckas callin'
But me and my mothafuckin' niggas

We ballin'
Str8

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

We str8
We ballin'

To my niggas in the
Loked up like a mothafucka they mention me
Cause you fuckin' the realest motha fucka ever born
And once again on
I'm bustin' on these till they gone
Who the hell can you get to me?
I'm in the projects, with my posse
I my glock 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 back
I'm on the corner with my niggas cash stack
And I came up a long way from stamps
And takin' shit from the low-life tramps
Could you me if they sweat me I'm gonna 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 slangin' drugs the young thugs
And mothafucka, we be
All mothafuckin' day long, strong

We ballin'