Luyện nghe bài hát On Ball

[Daz + (T-Pain)]
Yeah, for the helpless!
Big money, big cars.. big weed! [T-Pain
Y'all what time it is! But you better stack that money!
(Awww shit! Ha ha ha ha...)
For baaaiiilll....

2X: T-Pain]
I'm on bail, got that weight for
and blueberries all on a nigga's tail
I'm on bail, bet not 'nan nigga tell... bet not 'nan nigga
Yeah!

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

They used to have me on that
'cause I used make my paper.. work, lifestyle covered with
See I was first on my block .40 caliber glocks
to my uncut, they ready to rock (ready to rock)
'Cause everybody wanna ball, nobody get caught
Only the and the cons get to stack these knots
want that Benz with the millions by the karats
When they fencing all day, they talkin like a parrot
Information sharing so be cautious where ya walk
Never pillow behind closed doors in the dark
It might creep and bite you, indict you, convict you
to a five by nine for a very long
Fuck droppin dimes, niggaz is droppin hundreds
So the hood's gettin skinny and the one-times it
If I don't go get it, the next nigga will
So I kill at will with my gauge in them fields
Yeah!

[The
Yo X, my momma to put the house up, wait, the house cost too much
Tell her to get a grand out the Porsche truck
It's like a house 'cause I take a bath in it
Get ass in it and I gotta in it
Smoke hash in it, chocolate tah
Smokin chronic make me see shit, 2Pac alive
Bandana knotted in the front like 2Pac
out the courthouse spittin on the camera guy
I bang (Thug Life), but this 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 know y'all miss that