Luyện nghe bài hát Str8 Ballin

I share the definition of ballin' with you white folks
But no

I'm up before the sunrise, to hit the block
Little bad mothafucka a pocket full of rocks learned to throw them thangs, get my skinny little ass kicked
And laugh, til' tha first mothafucka got blasted
I put the in his casket
Now they coverin' the in plastic
I smoke blunts on a fuck when it counts
I'm tryin' to make a million dollars quarter ounce
And gettin' on the five-o, fuck them hos
Got a 45 out survival
Hey nigga can I lay low, cook yay-yo
Hollar "one-time" I say so
Don't want to go to the pen, I'm hittin'
on a nigga back, missin' me by inches
And they say how do you weighin' 165
In a city the skinny niggas die?
Mama don't cry
Even when they me
can never take the game from a young G
I'm st8

St8

Still on and I'm the first nigga servin'
Pour some liquor on the for my niggas that deserve it
But if I to make a million, gotta stay dealin'
It's boomin' round the way and today I'll make a killin'
Dressin' down like I'm dirty', but on the block
It's a clever disguise to keep me runnin' the cops
Ha, I'm high, I think I'll die if I don't get no ends
I'm in a bucket but I'm ridin it it's a Benz
I hit the strip and let my music
Drinkin' liquor, and I'm for some hoes to fuck
Rather die makin' money than live poor and
As I slang another ounce, I it was a kilo
I need money in a way
Time to my BEEEYATCH
I'm paid
You other mothafuckas
But me and my mothafuckin' niggas
We st8

St8

if I don't, and damned if a nigga do
So a young mothafucka pull a trigga just to RAISE UP
But don't let em see you cry, dry eyes
Young time to do or die
I keep a in my pocket
on my block
Ain't no time for a nigga to even cock
And now they a mothafucka beat pain
At blank range cause he slept on the game
Ain't a damned changed
You shakin' the dice, now 'em
If you can't stand pain hold 'em
Cause no tellin' what you might roll
You might fold catch AIDS from a slight cold.
Best to live your life to the
You to kill a fool, got a pistol mothafucka better pull it
Cause even they kill me
They can take the game from a young G
We st8

We st8

To my in the penitentiary
Loked up like a mothafucka when they me
Cause you fuckin' the realest motha fucka ever born
And once again on
I'm on these bitches till they gone
Now who the hell can you get to me?
I'm in the projects, parlaying my posse
I keep my glock
I need it they're all shady
I made it
Now jealous bitches tryin' to FADE me
I goin' out I'd rather blast back
I'm on the corner with my niggas watchin' stack
And I came up a long way from stamps
And takin' shit these low-life ghetto tramps
Could you me if they sweat me I'm gonna open fire
could I do?
Pull my trigga or watch my die
I'm representin' to the fullest givin' devil
I'm on the block slangin' with the young thugs
And mothafucka, we be
All mothafuckin' day long, strong
We st8