Luyện nghe bài hát Way I'm Ballin

I got choppers on the table, and shotguns in my
Human Torch, I flames like I'm a living, breathing dragon
Hundred thousand in my jeans bitch, that's the way I'm
And yo' hoe super brain, yeah she give that Stephen Hawking
I keep it one hundred like Ortega a fastball
Smoking on OG kush got me higher than cholesterol
Trick or treating, I'll run up on you and rob you my mask off
There's a reason for but my niggas kill just because
nigga, and I'm really like "whoa"
You don't want no problems 'cause 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 city 'cause I spit that
All my life I been cold
She give me brain like I
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 they won't get sold
I'm on the road to and I'll ram you off the road bitch

(Hook)

This ain't what you
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