Luyện nghe bài hát We Will Ball

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

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

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

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

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

Chorus: Peter Gunz & Tariq

PG: We ball
LT: Until my lady at Sach's
and got the minx on they back, I ya
PG: We fall
LT: my players on the block doin it
and gettin in stacks, I tell ya
PG: We ball
LT: with the pedicures
manicures & they hair up, I tell ya
PG: We fall
LT: And players ride in V's
pumpin our cd's, just it up.

Verse 2: Peter Gunz & Lord

I didn't ball with the of them
Fuck the of them
Chickenheads don't mess with
Dimes ain't even em
It's all about franc & pounds &
The same shit that helped me get my

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

Well I to tell my P-O, screamed on the C-O
Before I 3-O, I'll be C-E-O
black millionaire, why you still in there
Checkin asses, just some herb with the bashes

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

Verse 3: ?, Gunz, & Lord Tariq
Well these tryin to sleep on me
Wop
You shouldn't sign these niggas down suckin d

And now wanna sweat cause we double p

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

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

Outro: Gunz
We will
We fall
We ball
We fall
We will
We fall