Luyện nghe bài hát Wanna Ball

Me and my dawg, like what (rep, rep)
Represent what (like what, like 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, don't you wanna
Used to fall asleep with the stomach empty, now don't you wanna
Tattoos like Makaveli, the shit that you wanna ball
And I'm a die I'm ready, but I'm living so I want it all

1]
Me and my dawg getting biatch
My little brother just got out of parole
My just turned five-years old biatch
And we ain't mopping no mo' biatch
None of my work 9-5
Never scared living life, we got nine
Keep it with 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 at what we did with a pencil
a statistic of becoming another stencil
I an outline on that sidewalk
Man I'm supposed to be dead and that's real

Me and my dawg, like what (rep, rep)
Represent what (like what, like what)
Me and my bitch get it in 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 that make you wanna ball
And I'm a die when I'm ready, but I'm living so I it all

2]
I wonder what you got for a little
A real muhfucka, muhfucka
I guess it's God's
Yet and still, I'm in the field dollar bills
To track sharks with no gills, ready to kill
And I don't want no of that
The first time I kat-kat-kat
I almost had a heart attack
Stuttering like that-that-that was crazy
Maybe it's time I used the talent that God me
But I was just
Didn't have a rap name, I was just
Paid for my first studio session quarters
We didn't even have enough money to cut vocals,
Traded pop cans for
wanna be doctors, I wanted to rhyme
And if following your dreams to crime, I'm a crook
I'll be in the book, when they get me, in due time

Free all my real muthafuckers! We livin' bitch! the police!

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

And if you never had a penny, don't you ball?
Used to fall with 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

Yeah! Can you believe? Your boy is living the muthafucking dream, while 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)!