Luyện nghe bài hát Ball

ay we walk off in this bitch
Ballin' in bitch
Hoppin' out the Lambos and Ferraris in bitch
bottles with a thick red super model bitch
They may talking a lot of that but can't do alot of this
Ay, Rico me turn the lights on
So I grab the Audemar and the ice on
big dawg, got 'em pissed off
A lot of niggas ain't none this raw
They like, ay look at T.I., in the V.I
Bunch of bad with a' looking like Aaliyah
We just up, hop out, go in, show out
Buy the bar, pop bottles go hard

This club so packed, these hoes so
This club so packed, hoes so drunk
This club so packed, these so drunk
I gotta bottle, gotta model, molly, gotta blunt

Ball, ball, ball,
Ball, ball, ball,
Ball, ball, ball, ball (This club so packed, hoes so drunk)

I got a bottle, got a model, got a molly, got a

The club full of bad bitches and they came to
it must be your ass 'cause it ain't your face
Now if you looking for bottles and them stacks girl
You make your way up to my section where it's at
Okay now do you wanna kick it with a nigga a meal ticket
Broke nigga looking mad, they just deal with it
Get right ho, a dice ho
And you ain't be a dike 'cause you like hoes
But I step behind a wall
I do it big, ride fly, stunt, and ball
I got a of money, so come and get it from me
And a bucket full of bottles, bust it open, if you get drunk

This club so packed, these so drunk
This club so packed, these hoes so
This so packed, these hoes so drunk
I gotta bottle, gotta model, molly, gotta blunt

Ball, ball, ball,
Ball, ball, ball,
Ball, ball, ball, ball (This club so packed, these so drunk)

I got a bottle, got a model, got a molly, got a

Ain't no nigga like a Young Money
Pop that pussy a gun, pull the trigger
that ass like a salt shaker
I keep a L lit up an elevator
Bitch shake it like a dog, hop like a frog, it like a horse
I throw dick like darts
Drink all muddy, flag all
I'm killin' these like that nigga Ted Bundy
I'm a good looking rapper, I tryna stunt
Ima fire my blunt like Trump
Where you at ho? you at ho?
Can a nigga stick his key up in ya door (Turn the lights on)

This club so packed, hoes so drunk
This club so packed, these so drunk
This club so packed, hoes so drunk
I gotta bottle, gotta model, gotta molly, gotta

And do ya thing in slow like Soulja Slim
And come around, me down like Boosie dem
thang up for me, show me that you love me
If it's really too much for you you can bring a couple
Everyday I do my thang, big and chains
She let me all in her mouth, no novacane
Them other broke niggas, all they did was told ya
I could get ya on that G4 and ya thangs
I like my women fat ass pretty and thing
Long hair care as long as none down there
If it's I can have fun down there
Take you to whatever club some money in the air

This so packed, these hoes so drunk
This club so packed, these so drunk
This club so packed, these so drunk
I gotta bottle, gotta bottle, gotta molly, blunt

Ball, ball, ball,
Ball, ball, ball,
Ball, ball, ball, ball (This club so packed, hoes so drunk)

I got a bottle, got a model, got a molly, got a