Luyện nghe bài hát Way I'm Ballin

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

(Hook)

This ain't you want
Put that gun to yo' hoe head, her tell me what you don't
Got some moon rocks in my pockets, that's a pocket of stones
with me 'cause I fuck around and got that shit from Neil Armstrong