Luyện nghe bài hát We Ball

XV]
Duece on the
to my nigga DJ Richey
You know
We ball, we
It's 2014, let's get shit started right
We ball, L7
Cause we

1: Sez Batters]
Flow clean, a mop
them bars, it never stops
Got the fans, hot
I hold the reins, just want something to drop
I got the lines, by the lot
Pull them up, a spot
I got my dogs, we in the
They trying to roofie some removing top
They dig the smell, the pot
We it up, on the spot
Now we chilling, on the
Watching my niggas make papers cutting the
just the game, play it or not
But if you it, get a Glock
Niggas came, from getting
When you in the trying to ball, you take the shot
Cause we

We ball, busting (8X)

2: XV]
I'm 'bout to kill it, for the sheets
I'm on the building, at me leap
These rapping, put me to sleep
We put together and see em' WEEP
I'm planes, lay on the lawn
Trying to explain, we on farms
I had a chain, a charm
I had some game but I came to ball, seen it all
In a truck, zip it up
10 of us kicking up, tinted up
Finna bust like two bitches in A cups and they titties is big as
And they coming to sit us and live it up
And we ball hard, guard, all star
Weekend, in a rented parked car, caught
A couple leaving out a parking lot stall
said, "What is y'all thinking?"
"We just cheap, and we is creeping, but kick it, you'll be seeing"
We ball, all day
Answer bets. Call
case, in the hallway
Tell me what else niggas is gonna say
When we
we ball
Tell me what else these is gonna say, is gonna say
When we

3: Bruce Meanz]
I ain't rapping about nothing, I'm just in
I'm a scarecrow with no soul within him
An old boy but I [?]
And I'm not that sick all [?]
Origin, warrior,
The Death Star, I with a squad of men
Net worth, shit you can't comprehend
I set to homes, arsonist
rappers killing you is automatic
Scar your if you try to run with a fucking axe and
Love them back, got me up and mad
you like a bum around some cash, fuck a punching bag
Blunted after getting numbers from
Dime pieces, I be fronting like I don't E
Drunk how I'm feeling in the Bentley
Chilling, still crimes while I'm on the pill and
It stop, man I keep it [?] hot
So hot, my color, I forgot
I sit here in the lot
Bruce got the ends to shake the whole
Got them back like a dope spot, smoke out

[Outro: Bruce

And we don't
Put fat bitch in the air