Luyện nghe bài hát Wanna Be A Baller

Wanna be a baller, shot
Twenty inch blades on the
A caller laid tonight
Swisher tight, gotta sprayed by Ike
I hit the highway, making then fly way
But there's got to be a way
A better way, way, yeah

baller, I'ma twenty inch crawler
Blades on Impala, diamond
I, 10 hauler, not a not follower
Break these boys off I'ma twenty inch

Bust a left, a right, I'm sight, I'm throwed
I'm bouncin' off the road, I'm in a modem with foe dem
Tiny tune hop out my big body form
With the Chong, forget Moet along

I'm hot, find me lookin' good, against my wood
Man it's understood got money in my
I'm pushing, big body can't me
For the nine, eight got to sell a million

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

Wanna be a baller, shot
Twenty blades on the Impala
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 better way, better way,

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

In the wind smoke goes as I crawl down on
Twenty Lorenzo, smoke all up in my
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 with AMG kit
It quit, as I get high
From K.C. to H-Town, South Side

Now we worldwide, watch me high
Fat Pat blowin' killa, can't be
187 thugs, oh yeah, we got
Blowin' green we flow through and above

be a baller, shot caller
Twenty inch blades on the
A gettin' laid tonight
rolled tight, gotta sprayed by Ike
I hit the highway, money the fly way
But there's got to be a way
A better way, way, yeah

Fat Down South, rollin' Benz on blocks
Mo' scrilla I got, with Shortstop
And that's for real, so tell me how you
To make a million dollars out my first record

Shortstop puttin' up your ear
Really, really don't give a and I ain't drinkin' on no beer
Codeine what I sip, pistol when I ride
Trunk hit fo' baby it's South Side

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

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

be a baller, shot caller
Twenty blades on the Impala
A caller gettin' laid
Swisher rolled tight, gotta by Ike
I hit the highway, money the fly way
But got to be a better way
A better way, better way,

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

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

Double doors, marble floors, naked around me
Every time I'm out, niggaz they wanna sign me
Got the Will diamond griller's [unverified]
Blaze in the and you can't forget Den-Den

Boobie diamond Ruby's, I'm watchin' on a
Drop the top cotton and you know I'm in a jacuzzi
Bourban and I'm swervin', man it's hot
My last name Lemmon, drive my tight 'um off the lot, David

Wanna be a baller, shot
inch blades on the Impala
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, better way,

I hit the highway, my way, I parley
Everyday all day, no way
Boys stop as I slide through your neighborhood
Chop, chop, chop, straight to the top
I only play to win to close up shop

Show stoppin' dead end, pimp the pen once
the message I send
Take these levels you devils can't comprehend
Big it Benz as I floss through the south
Big blue lens now whatcha about?

Close yo' mouth as I all scores
Scream and shout my similes and
Mansion doors I constantly
All you hoes go and take off clothes
Lord ain't no time to play
Commence to fuckin' and-a on the H.A.W.K.

Wanna be a baller, shot
Twenty inch blades on the
A caller laid tonight
Swisher tight, gotta sprayed by Ike
I hit the highway, money the fly way
But there's got to be a way
A better way, better way,