Luyện nghe bài hát We Will Ball

Intro: Gunz
Feel it, it
Coma ona, on
DA, DA, DA
ya at(where ya at)
yo

Verse 1: Peter Gunz & Tariq
I'm too hot to handle, too cold to
Rice the shit & don't smoke no trees
Niggas test, but they turn around & freeze
Might get mic the way I smoke m.c.s

Nigga we did it all from flippin burgs to manipulating
Gettin less than four Os on a is absurd
I got the it's feasible, but the six is preferred
So when I step, you better have my shit corrrect, ya

I'm in the ruber in the sand, a tan playin frisbee
With this quarter piece, sippin on coladas dizzy
On the celly with my broker buyin of stock
Cause when it stops, I'ma still be in drops

And I'm in a benz, comin through, doin two, pumpin
Bought the cut jewels from Tif, the feds are watchin Tito
Stepped up from an eigth, to a half, to a
To makin mils, off this deal, that's for real
yo

Chorus: Peter & Lord Tariq

PG: We ball
LT: Until my shoppin at Sach's
and got the minx on they back, I ya
PG: We won't
LT: Until my players on the doin it
and money in stacks, I tell ya
PG: We ball
LT: Ladies with the
manicures & they hair up, I tell ya
PG: We won't
LT: And ride around in V's
pumpin our cd's, just it up.

Verse 2: Peter Gunz & Lord

I didn't with the best of them
Fuck the of them
don't mess with them
Dimes even stressin em
It's all about & pounds & dinero
The same that helped me get my six-zero-zero

we ball, we take it all never dealin we fresh
Talk jewels like I had my tongue dipped in
Tanqueray get me wet, I'm drippin in
Drop the top on the porsche, hit the see you later

I tried to tell my P-O, screamed on the C-O
Before I turn 3-O, I'll be
Young millionaire, why you still in there
Checkin asses, harass some herb with the bashes

If money's a crime, well then I'm guilty as charged
Filthy rich, built to be large
I'll have the sick
Pullin that shit out the garage
Under the sun yo chick gettin a massage

Verse 3: ?, Gunz, & Lord Tariq
Well bitches tryin to sleep on me
Wop
You sign these niggas down they suckin d

And now they wanna sweat we double p

Got the to call my office for a free cd
Cop
Man they said we couldn't do it but we done
And said we wouldn't win but we won
They said it be better if we run
(together)
But we ran to the top of the
Platinum plaques when this rap shit was apart
Well she little Gunz, Tariq
Staring good, take a taste, fix yo face bitch, ain't sweet

We just tryin to eat, the Bronx applyin the
You estimate a thou, we sold 5 in a week

Outro: Peter
We ball
We fall
We will
We won't
We ball
We won't