Luyện nghe bài hát We Will Ball

Intro: Peter
it, feel 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 to freeze
Rice the illest & don't 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 manipulating
less than four Os on a check is absurd
I got the it's feasible, but the six is preferred
So when I step, you have my shit corrrect, ya heard

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

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

Peter Gunz & Lord Tariq

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

Verse 2: Peter Gunz & Lord

I didn't ball the best of them
the rest of them
Chickenheads don't mess them
Dimes ain't even em
all about franc & pounds & dinero
The same that helped me get my six-zero-zero

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

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

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

Verse 3: ?, Peter Gunz, & Lord
Well these bitches tryin to on me
Wop
You shouldn't these niggas down they suckin d

And now they wanna cause we double p

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

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

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