Luyện nghe bài hát Ballin'

Until God for me
I'mma ballin', keep on ballin'
To my and my bitches looking down on me
I y'all see me when I'm ballin'
You know I got to ballin'
the FEDs come we ballin' out
Y'all niggas y'all know what this about when I'm
That house, we in and out
We ballin', ballin', ballin', we shot

Versace from my head to my neck
Pootie Tang with the game, show some respect
All these on my dick, same, old shit
R.I.P. to C, I'm the same, old pimp
Fly over seven different zones
I got a big bitch up in Trump zone
Got emergency blunts when I come
Cause that rapper weed'll your lungs gone
Yeah, Malibu beaches, unlaced bikini
Mo' money, mo' problems, fo' fo' solve 'em
Just every day I'm with a sip, 30 in the clip
Riding through Gaza Strip, kill a nigga quick
Hit a nigga with my race car, Tony turn to Tony Stewart
Rap niggas die music

Just got brand, new chopper and I'm dying to use it
Dry snitching niggas testifying in music
I seen niggas last five minutes then lose it
Wrap the around his neck, he said, "this time I couldn't do it"
A platinum nigga in the penitentiary goin' it
Put on the prison yard, started getting to it
Two zero's, six, six, nine, 'o five
That's the number that they gave me when I
It's just another of slavery that's in disguise
To all my niggas locked up trying to survive, I know why

Until God for me
I'mma keep ballin', on ballin'
To my niggas and my bitches down on me
I y'all see me when I'm ballin'
You know I got to keep
Till the FEDs come we out
Y'all niggas y'all know what this when I'm ballin'
stash house, we in and out
We ballin', ballin', ballin', we callin'

I'm yelling money bitches, money over everything
Money got me everything, every watch, every
Every brick, every whip, kicks designer names
I used to taxes, whose child I can claim
Paid all my mama's bills so how can she
my bitches dimes, I treat 'em like loose change
Kobe Bryant in the clutch, ballin' with my sprained
No love, got it out the mud, my shirt ain't got a
Iced out Rollie, three fingers reppin' Rida
Tire streaks in the so them hoes know I came

Ballin' on these hoes all the
You got your kids, don't mine
Word to my favorite design, my raised me to shine
C-notes play in my mind, they on rewind
I am top alive, I've been picked out by God
I'm never not on my job, too to argue that
my records like, "where's my target at?"
Came through your stereo, feel me charging
I'm need 15 bombs for that
Stage in the garden, hear when they all go
Cracks in the armor, this reach than rap
Before we react, mob attack
Stacks or don't me, rain down 'til nobody standing
Won't no snipe for your army

God calls for me
I'mma keep ballin', keep on
To my and my bitches looking down on me
I y'all see me when I'm ballin'
You I got to keep ballin'
the FEDs come we ballin' out
Y'all niggas know what this about when I'm ballin'
That house, we in and out
We ballin', ballin',
You know I got to ballin'
Till the FEDs come we out
Y'all niggas y'all know what about when I'm ballin'
stash house, we in and out
We ballin', ballin', ballin' we callin'