Luyện nghe bài hát We Ball

Yeah!
RIP Dex
Lil
All the soldiers
Scooter,

When they killed my nigga I seen my young nigga
In the casket he even have no blood in him
Prolly the reason why I keep taking these drugs
Ain't got no for these motherfuckin' fuck niggas
I watch everybody change, thought I lost it
But now they all bustin' U-ies its cost 'em
I seen Chino the casket on the coffin (Truce)
Killed his big brother and we lost him
So I'ma hold it down we all win
been at the clear port ballin'
I just to see my niggas flossin'
Hundred bands I walk in
If you keep it trill you'll get a for it
Deep in the trenches with that Wesson on me
My mama, she can't sleep, I come early mornings (mama)
But mama I got thirty in this .40
Any weapon formed me shall not prosper
Used to them Ramen noodles turned to lobster
Gotta my own homies on the roster
this the type of money get your lined up
And I can't trust
They hit your homie and knocked the soul out him
They said that they would ride or die but nobody roll 'bout him
Three felonies, ain't graduate, no I am not your role

I hope the got us
When they killed my nigga, I the footage on the tape
Man I threw up everything I ever ate
Man I know he got dice at the heaven gates
shit with all these bitches like he's Kevin Gates
Relax your mind and kick your way up
dog food tryna feed my pups
Young rich nigga and I'm built Tough
And I'm through stuff, I don't feel no love
And I shake your body and you wake up
perkys, man I fill my cup
The feds watching and they still come, I'm gone
I wan' see my brother the Patek not the static
wrap your toe up, got retarded with my daddy
All seen was red bottoms bleeding by the casket
Perkys got me focused, I done all the damages
I don't see no purpose, in the county sandwiches
Lost so many niggas, I crazy, I couldn't balance it
You can't question god, yeah, these challenges
Sipping on this Actavis, I I gotta manage it
SRT the
Make that work do flip, accurate
And I'm leaning a project banister
I'm a boss, I ain't never need a
Got with Thug scandalous, ayy

it, we ball, yeah
All the soldiers we lost,
it, we ball
For all the we lost
Shawty on percocets in the bag (all the we lost)
Got a Rollie and a Pateky in my bag (all the we lost)
She just got a nose job and it that bad (fuck it, we ball)
I was juggin' the city, I came back
it, we ball
Yeah, it, we ball
Tear down the mall,
it, we ball
Tear the mall, ayy