Luyện nghe bài hát U Ballin'

You balling, if you got Sprewell rims and 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 butter on cutters
You got a flock of girls and they all know each
With the of your voice, they all
lovers, lovers, lovers, lovers

I can catch boppers like Wall with 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, I be spitting my game so real

I'm Mike Jones, Jones, Jones
been a baller, before I even grabbed a microphone
Swishahouse, Swishablast no more minimum
Independently paid, lovely and laid

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

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

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

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

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