Luyện nghe bài hát Way I'm Ballin

I got choppers on the table, and shotguns in my
Torch, I spit flames like I'm a living, breathing dragon
Hundred thousand in my jeans bitch, that's the way I'm
And yo' hoe give super brain, yeah she give that Stephen
I keep it one hundred Ortega with a fastball
Smoking on OG kush got me higher than cholesterol
Trick or treating, I'll run up on you and rob you with my off
a reason for everything but my niggas kill just because
Whoa nigga, and I'm like "whoa"
You don't want no fucking problems you niggas just some hoes
If my nigga T me to get 'em, I'ma kill 'em just like that
I'm the heart of my city 'cause I that cardiac
All my life I this cold
She give me like I enrolled
I yo' track and get paroled
I'm as fuck, I'm in my zone
niggas selling dreams but I'm too cheap
So I guess they get sold
I'm on the road to riches and ram you off the road bitch

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This what you want
Put that gun to yo' hoe head, make her tell me what you
Got some moon rocks in my pockets, a pocket full of stones
Fuck with me 'cause I around and got that shit from Neil Armstrong