Luyện nghe bài hát On Ball

[Daz + (T-Pain)]
Yeah, for the helpless!
Big money, big cars.. big weed! [T-Pain
know what time it is! But you better stack that money!
(Awww shit! Ha ha ha ha...)
For baaaiiilll....

[Chorus 2X:
I'm on bail, got that for sale
and blueberries all on a nigga's tail
I'm on bail, bet not 'nan tell... bet not 'nan nigga tell
Yeah!

[Daz
I'm on a two million bail
Caught with the product that them young sell
I'm fresh outta cells, hours later.. my clientele hit my pager
The situation thick, Dat Nigga Daz is major!
I live the of a gangster, I rob gangsters
Ten years up on the table, I deny that
She a fighter to the fullest, if I I catch a bullet (bullet)
Can't tell a nuttin when he starvin and losin
Now I'm back up on the street, completely
You disrespect me, it's the same that's gon' be
get tragic when you let niggaz have it
Then I'm caught back up like before, I gotta my cabbage
Monday morning, 8:30 back in court
Couple of homeboys, my give me full support
Raised up filthy but the Lord be me
Like an addict, the verdict and the jury, "NOT GUILTY!!!"

They to have me on that paperwork
'cause I used make my paper.. work, covered with dirt
See I was on my block with .40 caliber glocks
Similarities to my uncut, they to rock (ready to rock)
'Cause everybody ball, nobody wanna get caught
Only the pros and the cons get to these knots
Motherfuckers want that Benz with the by the karats
When they fencing all day, they start talkin a parrot
Information sharing so be cautious where ya walk
Never pillow talk closed doors in the dark
It might creep back and bite you, indict you, you
to a five by nine for a long time
Fuck droppin dimes, niggaz is whole hundreds
So the hood's gettin skinny and the love it
If I don't go get it, then the nigga will
So I kill at will with my gauge in killin fields
Yeah!

[The
Yo X, tell my momma to put the house up, wait, the house cost too
Tell her to get a grand out the Porsche truck
It's just like a house 'cause I take a in it
Get ass in it and I stash in it
Smoke hash in it, chocolate tah
Smokin chronic me see shit, like 2Pac alive
Bandana knotted in the like 2Pac alive
Walkin out the courthouse on the camera guy
I (Thug Life), but this ain't Death Row
This some gangster for my niggaz down on death row
A - watch how I let the tec go
And Exhibit B - burn the on the West coast

- 2X]

[Xzibit (laughing)] Y'all y'all miss that shit