Luyện nghe bài hát On Ball

[Daz + (T-Pain)]
Yeah, for the helpless!
Big money, big cars.. big weed! adlibs]
know what time it is! But you better stack that money!
(Awww shit! Ha ha ha ha...)
For baaaiiilll....

[Chorus 2X:
I'm on bail, got weight for sale
Strawberries and all on a nigga's tail
I'm on bail, bet not nigga tell... bet not 'nan nigga tell
Yeah!

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

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

[The
Yo X, tell my momma to put the house up, wait, the house too much
her to get a hundred grand out the Porsche truck
It's just like a 'cause I take a bath in it
Get ass in it and I stash in it
Smoke in it, blueberry chocolate tah
Smokin chronic make me see shit, like 2Pac
knotted in the front like 2Pac alive
Walkin out the courthouse spittin on the guy
I bang (Thug Life), but this Death Row
This some shit for my niggaz down on death row
A - watch how I let the tec go
And Exhibit B - the rubber on the West coast

- 2X]

[Xzibit (laughing)] Y'all know y'all miss shit