Luyện nghe bài hát Balla

chorus) (flo-rida)
This for my ayyyy(4)
I guess im gettin i had comin
they told me ill be stuntin
All my life im get money
All my life im get money
This for my imma balla (4)

Flo
Flo rida be the landlaord i tht rent money
Imma poor boy i get cake honey
Birthday man my pinata my honey
Take one and the prada got um haten on me
Gun on the waist yeah the waist sunny
Like biggie rappin ill aint the way
Jack boys soveniers to the big
New year wet like the nose runny
Shot clothes takin over what
Soround light bulbs where the sound blows
The south got soul grand got gold
Real grandady like formin no
This be the truth loose slips told
Got to get fat carrots see xxx like kimor
Thick holla back like im in a lambo
Playin my career peep the rap game cold

(billy blue)

Tht mg get it 305 keep tht 22 got to get it
all day be broke the next
Ill sleep when i day i need tht
Never shitll pop off like this
Yeah ur dam ryte fool i never had
Stuntin reel hard like i blow it all
I aint tryin do xxxx but
Its my time the dont lie
For nikkas out there up my fire
Shit dont change till a nikka more
If feel different, u a god dam lie
Im so but im like xxxx it
Tht home boy b like a motherfucking
Im straight thuggin the hoes love it
Ur boy and yes i does it

(chorus)

(brisco)

Boy im rich and yeah im gettin
If its close then i see it comin
Call me a call me what you want
Call me a goon riding in a donk
Call me cuz tht i aint
I mite be a po boy trying get
All my life ive ben get mo
When it goes down i tell u how it go

Straight from the to the good with the bad
Lot these up i wish i had
But everything in aint promised
Them the words i herd from momma
Stay reel for the haters
Here they come but with money you them
I like spendin and i want it
No how i get it.

(chorus)