Luyện nghe bài hát Way I'm Ballin

I got choppers on the table, and shotguns in my
Human Torch, I spit flames I'm a living, breathing dragon
Hundred in my jeans bitch, that's the way I'm ballin'
And yo' hoe give super brain, yeah she that Stephen Hawking
I keep it one hundred Ortega with a fastball
Smoking on that OG kush got me higher than
Trick or treating, run up on you and rob you with my mask off
There's a reason for everything but my niggas kill just
Whoa nigga, and I'm like "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 that
I'm the heart of my city 'cause I spit cardiac
All my life I been this
She give me like I enrolled
I yo' track and get paroled
I'm as fuck, I'm in my zone
These niggas selling dreams but I'm too
So I guess won't get sold
I'm on the to riches and I'll ram you off the road bitch

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