Luyện nghe bài hát We Ball

Yeah!
RIP Dex
Lil
All the fallen
Scooter,

When killed my nigga Snupe I seen my young nigga
In the casket he even have no blood in him
Prolly the reason why I keep taking these drugs
Ain't got no patience for these fuck niggas
I watch everybody change, thought I lost it
But now they all bustin' its goin' cost 'em
I seen Chino shut the casket on the (Truce)
Killed his only big brother and we him
So I'ma it down 'til we all win
We've been at the port ballin'
I just want to see my flossin'
Hundred bands I walk in
If you keep it trill you'll get a for it
Deep down in the trenches with that on me
My mama, she can't sleep, I come early mornings (mama)
But mama I got thirty in dirty .40
Any weapon formed me shall not prosper
Used to pray Ramen noodles turned to lobster
Gotta my own homies on the roster
'Cause this the of money get your lined up
And I can't trust
They hit homie and they knocked the soul out him
They said that they would ride or die but nobody roll 'bout him
Three felonies, ain't graduate, no I am not your model

I the lord got us
When killed my nigga, I seen the footage on the tape
Man I must've up everything I ever ate
Man I know he got dice at the heaven gates
Kicking shit with all these bitches like he's Gates
Relax your and kick your feet way up
Selling dog food tryna my pups
Young nigga and I'm built Ford Tough
And I'm throwing through stuff, I feel no love
And I shake your body and you wake up
Taking perkys, man I my cup
The feds and they still might come, I'm gone
I see my brother with the Patek not the static
Gucci wrap your toe up, got retarded my daddy
All they was red bottoms bleeding by the casket
Perkys got me focused, I done all the damages
I don't see no purpose, in the eating sandwiches
Lost so many niggas, I went crazy, I couldn't it
You can't question god, yeah yeah, challenges
Sipping on this Actavis, I I gotta manage it
SRT the
that work do acrobatic flip, accurate
And I'm leaning like a banister
I'm a boss, I never need a manager
Got rich Thug scandalous, ayy

it, we ball, yeah
All the we lost, yeah
Fuck it, we
For all the we lost
Shawty on percocets in the bag (all the we lost)
Got a and a Pateky in my bag (all the soldiers we lost)
She just got a nose job and it that bad (fuck it, we ball)
I was juggin' round the city, I came
Fuck it, we
Yeah, it, we ball
Tear down the mall,
it, we ball
Tear the mall, ayy