Luyện nghe bài hát Ballin'

[Bizzy
Motherfuckers ain't gon' get at me like that [laughs]

And for warfare
They ain't ridden me of nothin but of war playa
up the double for reverends and devils
more weapons will give 'em the there
But the war yeah, he got us a right out of a drawer
Now give me a reason isn't assault, my fault
up in the crosshairs, here's more playa
They thought it was over and it was a
I tap-dance, for the paper, escape in a world that they never did playa
And when it was written, the devil didn't it in your mail
And what do you know, just like livin in hideous times here
Addicted to kick it, compete with the
Pour me some ice, yeah, now give me some to get with the vibe
For quicker than to get with the mass
the underclass is what they it
Call me a drunk or an I'm ballin, motherfucker!

repeat 2X]
I'ma-I'ma keep it thug the day that I die
I'ma keep it 'til the day that I die
See ya - see ya hatin cause you see a nigga ballin
Sippin-sippin on the Hennessy until a nigga

Jones]
Jones... now I'ma it to the limit, I was dyin to be the boss
And we was up early cause grindin was a
Rewindin in my thoughts, late it was cold
Lost a friend every month, couldn't survive another
My in the pen, until we meet again
Picture me in the Benz, blowin weed in the
I a few cases, and now the Coupe races
Right through the Westside, floor seat at the Lakers, the
Uhh, and do you know that money mean?
The wintertime turn to sunny
50 thou' on my dungarees, I made it rain like it's
But the got me nervous
My niggaz pack guns I ain't tryin to get murdered
And the feds to serve us
Cause we ballin, but thug 'til I die
I hug the sky - Jones!

[Bizzy
As soon as we judge you give me the grudge you get it from me
seem to be druggin the bud, they get with the scrubs
I'm sittin here for somebody daily
Hopin for love cause shit it is hard enough, myself, get 'em away me
Probably continue to move it and groove it
and why you get rid of me
Can never get rid of beef, nobody me and nobody owe me, I get it myself
I'm earnin and wealth up under the belt, the baby can feel the welts
livin in poverty, livin and prosperous
Livin in the matrix, I'm it how
Huh, I'm movin this shit, I stay on the edge and ready to
And we better then that, Lord I we kick it to get it together real fast
Together at last, the bridge, you know what it is, move my ass
or an alcholic I'm ballin, even if I'm crawlin
Quicker than fast, now get the mass
The underclass is they call it, motherfucker