Luyện nghe bài hát Ball And Bun

1, 2
Check 1, 2 baby, uh
1, 2, 1, 2, check, 2
Somebody better tells mothafuckers
How we wreck fools, fools
and snap necks too
Crushin'

Sittin', waitin' on the 2
Nigga, me and Bun got the extra clips and bullet
Gone off illegal shit, out the sunroofs
Scatterin', chatterin'
About they been
they from, why they hate me, and relate me with
Stereotypical, down country shit

On the real, we on the hustlin' makin' shit
It's EightBizall makin' nigga Memphis, Tenn
Makin' hip hop, funky as a
men, mad, thinkin' that they better men
Knockin' at the Suave House door, but we let 'em in
Hoes and niggaz, got a lot of shit to talk
your mouth, can get you dead, deep down South

I don't know where ya
And I don't know what ya
But I know deep South
It's all the green
Now, I don't know ya seen
And I know where ya been
But I know deep South, ya keep your G U N

I don't know you've done
And I don't know you do
But I deep down South
Nigga, all on you
Now, I don't what you do
An I know you've done
But we can't tell ya nobody else
But and Bun

I see no evil, say no evil, no evil
Try not to get in no
up on Briz and Biz Bo-wevils
Ain't no sequels for your people we touch down
South gon' put crush down
lay your philly, and you'll touch down
Takin' that shit so clown

Don't even real no mo'
Your cap'll get peeled,
Fuck you and that .44
I'm Triz, oh hoe
Pay your dumbasses, no, never
Flip flows, so shine
Like grapes on leather vines
Forever I it

As the first fool that
Movin' gassed up niggaz they farted
Hands, black hearted,
Get
Like slingblade, it bring made
I played
Still wanna see a thing fade
I niggaz

That is the fight, what you
Give you room to breathe
But the night for you to leave
As soon as
Ain't got, no up
Your get mixed up
From black macks
That stay gettin' they sucked

I know where ya been
And I don't know what ya
But I know deep down
all about the green
Now, I don't know what ya
And I know where ya been
But I know deep down South, ya keep G U N

I don't know what you've
And I don't know you do
But I deep down South
Nigga, all on you
Now, I don't know you do
An I know what you've
But we can't tell ya 'bout nobody
But and Bun

as the first letter in the word South
Niggaz who be 'bout paid, even when it's a drought
Fuckin' some stout, out
At my house
98 live, side bet and screwed out
Screwed up, my cup
my nuts

Hoes be jockin', but niggaz get setup
Wet up, fucked up, up?
Test us, what?
but, you just, messed up
Deeper, than encyclopedia
If Ball don't do it, then gonna handle ya

To all you Betty
Cock that wanna cook a cake
But know what it took to make that bitch
Take a look you fake and switch recipe
Niggaz always tests of me
Pressin' me, to see the stress and hate
the best of me

Leave your mouth open, sesame
I separate from stem and
Me, I go,
them in deep blood clot
They get all red hot from shots
And not

Mine, I go dead red dot
And
So bitch niggaz get the out
Leave suckas stuck, props
This where the buck

I know where ya been
And I don't what ya seen
But I know deep South
It's all the green
Now, I don't what ya seen
And I don't know ya been
But I know down South, ya keep your G U N

I don't what you've done
And I know what you do
But I know deep South
Nigga, all on you
Now, I know what you do
An I what you've done
But we tell ya 'bout nobody else
But and Bun

Yeah, images
Psycadelic shit
This is groovy man
I'll be back,