Luyện nghe bài hát Ball

ay we walk off in this bitch
Ballin' in bitch
out the Lambos and Ferraris in this bitch
Poppin' bottles with a thick red model bitch
They may a lot of that but they can't do alot of this
Ay, Rico told me turn the on
So I grab the and threw the ice on
I'ma big dawg, got 'em off
A lot of niggas ain't none this raw
like, ay look at T.I., ballin' in the V.I
Bunch of bad with a' looking like Aaliyah
We just pull up, hop out, go in, out
Buy the whole bar, pop bottles go

This club so packed, these hoes so
This so packed, these hoes so drunk
This so packed, these hoes so drunk
I gotta bottle, model, gotta molly, gotta blunt

Ball, ball, ball,
Ball, ball, ball,
Ball, ball, ball, ball (This club so packed, these so drunk)

I got a bottle, got a model, got a molly, got a

The club of bad bitches and they came to play
Okay it must be your ass 'cause it ain't your
Now if you looking for them bottles and them girl
You make your way up to my section where it's at
now do you wanna kick it with a nigga with a meal ticket
Broke nigga mad, they just gotta deal with it
Get right ho, a dice ho
And you gotta be a dike 'cause you like hoes
But everyday I step a wall
I do it big, ride fly, stunt, and ball
I got a bunch of money, so and get it from me
And a bucket of bottles, bust it open, if you wanna get drunk

This club so packed, these hoes so
club so packed, these hoes so drunk
This so packed, these hoes so drunk
I gotta bottle, model, gotta molly, gotta blunt

Ball, ball, ball,
Ball, ball, ball,
Ball, ball, ball, (This club so packed, these hoes so drunk)

I got a bottle, got a model, got a molly, got a

Ain't no nigga like a Young nigga
Pop that pussy a gun, pull the trigger
Shake ass like a salt shaker
I a L lit up like an elevator
Bitch shake it like a dog, hop like a frog, ride it like a
I that dick like darts
Drink all muddy, all bloody
I'm killin' these hoes like that Ted Bundy
I'm a good looking rapper, I ain't tryna
Ima fire my like Donald Trump
you at ho? Where you at ho?
Can a nigga his key up in ya back door (Turn the lights on)

club so packed, these hoes so drunk
This club so packed, hoes so drunk
This club so packed, these so drunk
I gotta bottle, model, gotta molly, gotta blunt

And do ya in slow motion like Soulja Slim
And come around, wipe me down like dem
thang up for me, show me that you love me
If it's really too much for you you can bring a couple
Everyday I do my thang, big and chains
She let me drill all in her mouth, no
Them other niggas, all they did was told ya thangs
I could get ya on that G4 and show ya
I like my fat ass pretty toes and thing
Long hair don't as long as none down there
If it's manicured I can have fun down
you to whatever club throw some money in the air

This club so packed, hoes so drunk
This club so packed, these so drunk
This club so packed, these hoes so
I gotta bottle, gotta bottle, gotta molly, gotta

Ball, ball, ball,
Ball, ball, ball,
Ball, ball, ball, (This club so packed, these hoes so drunk)

I got a bottle, got a model, got a molly, got a