Luyện nghe bài hát U Ballin'

You balling, if you got rims and they crawling
If you got four five, Clarions
You hit the on dubs and your name
be calling, calling, calling, calling

You balling, if you push a candy color with on cutters
You got a flock of girls and they all each other
With the command of your voice, all
lovers, lovers, lovers, lovers

I can catch boppers like Paul Wall the wood out my grill
I can do a wrong and she gon' be by me still
I can get cheating on my feet, maybe she will
Never leave, 'cause I be spitting my game so

I'm Jones, Mike Jones, Jones
That's a baller, before I even grabbed a microphone
Swishahouse, no more minimum wage
paid, living lovely and laid

I never ever talk, 'cause I got a platinum grill
I changed the game over with Sprewells on my fifth
My 'Who Is Mike Jones', coming soon
My album 'Who Is Mike Jones', coming

Already, I pull up on with wood leather and grape jelly
T.V.'s falling down, watching DMX in
Swishahouse Swishablast, we come not last
Police pull me over, so they could my Dream cast

And my XBox, I got stubborn
They keep going, even I say stop
Mike Jones in your ear, gave me MVP
And this is just year

Is a baller baby, shot caller
In the Lex having sex, twenties baby
I stay balling, T.V.'s stay falling, 23's crawling
I'm the of balling playboy

You balling, if you got Sprewell rims and crawling
If you got four five, balling
You hit the club on and your name
They be calling, calling, calling,