Luyện nghe bài hát Im A Balla

Chorus -
I'm A Balla, I walk the walk
I'm not a
I keep it pimpin' so women 'll pay me
If you a balla, and ya dollars
throw ya hands up if you gettin' it daily
Don't even talk uh, bout what it ya
If you ain't really out there gettin' it
If you a balla, and a calla
throw ya hands up if you gettin' it daily

[Verse -
Koopa, I got comma's and
And alot of robert
I know hoes that love other
get down in a trio
But it ain't to me though
grinder, yall know my steelo
Got no or no P.O
but I dodge police like I'm Neo, we know
Far East and
gon' bring 4 then spend a pair
Throw 2 other in the air
We stepped in like G-G-G'yeah
You a balla, let me see it
You a caller, let me see it
them dollars, let me see it
Pop ya collar,

[Verse -
Whomp! Whomp!, head bussa
I'ma on paper chasin'
all these muthafucka's
I'ma keep on
ain't no way yall gonna ever us
I'ma on chiefin', puffin'
chokin' on charlie dutchey
And I one on my side
that's my only buddy
I'm weight, like the nutty professor
get ya change up ooh yessuh
Better that metal, they'll test ya
Stain chain, hit em' hard
when I roll that like Pastor Troy
in my ? bump
Better get em' boy, em' boy
make that money, rip em' boy
Like a pitbull dog, sick em' boy
we came to bring in noise
You a balla, let me see it
You a caller, let me see it
them dollars, let me see it Pop ya collar, let me see it

[Verse - Far
-Yeah, F, Skillz
No matter what say
No matter they do
Muthafucka's ain't got no
Of what we do
Ride in coupes, ride on Koopa, who
Do what?, muthafuckas you ain't clappin' my
Keepin' it gangsta, plus lack
on Black, ridin' Jordans
That ain't Coogi homie, quit cappin' you afford it
That's how it go, doin' shows, puffin' dro, beats
Far East, Dallas, Tex, but TL call me Greg Street

- Skillz]
Me and Koopa not some hoopers, but we
I see you actin' stupid, better it or ya fallin'
Pausin', never it movin' like my rims
They say I'm clever, but it's the cheddar I that's makes me win
If you a then dribble til' ya hands get tired
'cause that's the way my wrist when I'm tryna raise it higher
You a balla, let me see it
caller, let me see it
Bout dollars, let me see it
Pop ya collar, let me see it

[Verse -
where do I start, or where do I begin
When it comes to ballin' and flossin', I shine them rims
That's intend to spin, act like a crip, nah it dog
Act like a chimp, like crooked throwin' up sets
You ain't no throw em' up click, you used to up bricks
We down south daddy, empty the clips
I got 5 in my eye, I 10 on my wrist
So while I'm flippin' ya bitch, I put 10 to the
It's that young boy Lumba
who's to bump a
take over the industry, while other rappers crumble
balla, you can see it
I'ma caller, you can see it
flosser, you can see it
Superstar, be it