Luyện nghe bài hát Wanna Be A Balla

Wanna be a balla, caller
inch blades on the Impala
A gettin' laid tonight
Swisher tight, gotta sprayed by Ike

I hit the highway, making the fly way
But got to be a better way
A better way, way, yeah ay

I'm a baller, twenty inch crawler
on Impala, diamond Rottweiler
I-10 hauler, not a leader, not
Break these boys off, I'm a twenty crawler

Bust a left, a right, I'm sight, I'm throwed
I'm off the road, I'm in a modem with them fo' dem
Tiny tune, hop out my big body
Chain with the Chong, can't forget along

I'm hot, find me good, diamonds against my wood
Man, understood, got money in my hood
I'm pushing, big can't stop me
For the nine got to sell a million copy

I'ma crawl slow puffin' on the Optimo, hit the
go real slow, puffin indo out the do'
I'ma lit the green, man I'm lookin' clean
Want remote control screens with ice

Wanna be a balla, caller
Twenty inch blades on the
A gettin' laid tonight
Swisher rolled tight, gotta by Ike

I hit the highway, making the fly way
But got to be a better way
A better way, way, yeah ay

Big ballin', smashin', makin' my
big killa, gettin' high in the Benz
Big ballin', smashin', makin' my
Smokin' big killa, high in the Benz

In the wind, goes as I crawl down on Vogues
Lorenzo, smoke all up in my nose
Yo' eyes, get froze, as you see my low
Candy red, two do', let my top slow

Hittin' my remote, sittin' in my
Presidential V-12 that AMG kit
It quit, as I get high
From K.C. to H-Town, SouthSide

Now we worldwide, watch me side
Fat Pat killa, can't be denied
187 thugs, oh yeah, we got
Blowin' sticky green we through and above

Wanna be a balla, shot
Twenty inch blades on the
A caller laid tonight
Swisher rolled tight, sprayed by Ike

I hit the highway, money the fly way
But there's got to be a way
A way, better way, yeah ay

Sittin' fat down south, rollin' on blocks
Mo' scrilla I got, signin' Shortstop
And that's for real, so me how you feel
To make a million dollars out my record deal

Shortstop, puttin' up your ear
Really really give a fuck and I ain't drinkin' on no beer
Codeine what I sip, grip when I ride
hit fo' life, baby, it's SouthSide

We on a fuckin' mission, Expedition
That's how we be ridin', suitcasin'
Puttin' it in your and that's for real
harder than the grill, it's the player Lil' Will

Down with the 2-Low, be a thug
So nigga, what? I'm down with Mo'Thugs
an' da Bone, you know it's goin' down
Represent H-Town, pop trunks surround by sound

be a balla, shot caller
Twenty inch blades on the
A gettin' laid tonight
Swisher rolled tight, sprayed by Ike

I hit the highway, money the fly way
But there's got to be a way
A better way, way, yeah ay

I gots to get better, man, it to move on
Switched from Motorola to a phone
Broke in two chrome, now you no dope pigeon
Used to count my spoke, now hoes count my inches

Had to get older, man, it got
I done got grown and got a on my shoulder
Licks in Kuwait, got links in
don't understand virtual reality Caravan

Double doors, floors, naked hoes around me
Every I'm comin' out, niggaz they wanna sign me
Got the Lil' Will grillers [unverified]
Blaze in the Benz and you can't forget

Boobie diamond rubies, I'm watchin' on a
the top, it's cotton, and you know I'm in a Jacuzzi
Bourbon and I'm swervin', man, getting' hot
My last name Lemmon, drive my off the lot, David Taylor

Wanna be a balla, shot
inch blades on the Impala
A caller gettin' laid
Swisher rolled tight, sprayed by Ike

I hit the highway, money the fly way
But there's got to be a way
A better way, way, yeah ay

I hit the highway, my way, I parlay
all day, ain't no way
Boys can't stop as I slide your neighborhood
Chop, chop, chop, headed to the top
I only to win, 'bout to close up shop

dead end, pimp the pen once again
Peep the message I
Take these that you devils can't comprehend
Big 'bout it Benz as I floss the south
Big lens now whatcha talkin' about?

Close yo' mouth as I all scores
and shout my similes and metaphors
Mansion doors, I close
All you hoes, go and off your clothes
Lord knows, no time to play
Commence to fuckin' and a on the H.A.W.K.

Wanna be a balla, shot
inch blades on the Impala
A gettin' laid tonight
Swisher tight, gotta sprayed by Ike

I hit the highway, money the fly way
But got to be a better way
A better way, better way, ay