Luyện nghe bài hát Wanna Ball

Me and my dawg, represent what (rep, rep)
Represent like what (like what, what)
Me and my get it in like what
We get it in what, unh (unh, unh, unh, unh, unh...)

And if you never had a penny, you wanna ball?
Used to fall asleep the stomach empty, now don't you wanna ball?
Tattoos like Makaveli, the shit that you wanna ball
And I'm a die when I'm ready, but I'm so I want it all

1]
Me and my dawg blow biatch
My little brother just got out of parole
My daughter just turned old biatch
And we ain't no mo' floors biatch
None of my work 9-5
Never living life, we got nine lives
Keep it hood the Hen on my tie
Smoking on la-la, bumping Big
I look at all the shit we been through
Seven in a four door rental
I mean look at we did with a pencil
Beat a statistic of becoming stencil
I mean an outline on that
Man I'm supposed to be dead and that's talk

Me and my dawg, represent what (rep, rep)
Represent like what (like what, what)
Me and my get it in like what
We get it in what, unh (unh, unh, unh, unh, unh...)

And if you never had a penny, you wanna ball?
Used to fall with the stomach empty, now don't you wanna ball?
Tattoos like Makaveli, the shit that make you ball
And I'm a die I'm ready, but I'm living so I want it all

2]
I wonder you got for a little muhafucka
A real muhfucka, muhfucka
I it's God's will
Yet and still, I'm in the field with bills
To track sharks with no gills, ready to muhfuckas
And I don't want no part of
The first I heard kat-kat-kat
I almost had a fucking heart
Stuttering like that-that-that was crazy
it's time I used the talent that God gave me
But I was just
Didn't a rap name, I was just hopeful
Paid for my first studio with quarters
We didn't even enough money to cut vocals, damn
pop cans for dimes
Some wanna be doctors, I to rhyme
And if your dreams to crime, then I'm a crook
Guess I'll be in the book, when they get me, in due

Free all my real muthafuckers! We bitch! Fuck the police!

Me and my dawg, represent like (rep, rep)
Represent like what (like what, what)
Me and my get it in like what
We get it in what, unh (unh, unh, unh, unh, unh...)

And if you never had a penny, you wanna ball?
Used to fall asleep with the stomach empty, now you wanna ball?
Tattoos like Makaveli, the shit that make you ball
And I'm a die I'm ready, but I'm living so I want it all

Yeah! Can you believe? Your boy is the muthafucking dream, while they still sleep. Ha, sons-of-bitches. Alarm clock ain't going off 'til the work days half-way over. Fuck it! Light five more. And I heard homebody done fucked every bitch on the block, hahahaha. That muhafucka crazy. Cleveland (8x)!