Luyện nghe bài hát Ballin'

Yo, what's happenin' Cold
Yo man, you know we just in the studio
With the D.O.C and Dr. Dre
And we with the homie Eazy-E
Yeah, to put this piece together for Laylaw

See he think about
True,
So as the beat a lower kind of level
We gon' put some mega shit
Now we gon' drop it a bit somethin' like this

This song is Ballin', let me drop dope lyrics
Make it high and fly, so all of can hear it
It's time to build, so this chill pill
If your cups are empty, go get a

Of whatever, cause ain't nothin' changed but the
KM. G, 187, yo, we got it
And in the back, who is The men with the mack
Yo, I had to have the homies 'cause got the sack

And on the tables, The two be cookin'
When it to rockin', they wrote the book
And if you don't believe me, hurry, see our show
You'll see me, KM.G, Total and Go

What? Ballin' while the freaks keep
Beggin' KM. G to come bump the in the house
But even if she has the
She starts fiendin', she gets turned out

And at our concerts we always do
For the fags, the hags, the and the jerks
'Cause we

recite a little poetry for y'all
The name of this piece is called,
And I wanna dedicate piece to all you players

See, I'm a baller, and I watch my
And I'm ballin', yo, I gotta be packed
If I ain't packed homeboy, you could say I'm
But if you try to run up, say you trippin'

'Cause I'm a giant, and to you new
Don't up and start, because you're gonna get smacked
It's the hood, I thought it was
Just like Eazy-E said we Robin Good

We'll take yo shit, you ain't legit
You got a fucked up style of rap and without the
It nothin' homie, you be frontin'
Rollin' the 'Shaw and you think you be humpin' on laces?

He look just like a lace
you hit my corner, somebody be dead
'Cause I'm a baller, and I settle for less
Put Lorenzos on my Benzo, so I know it fresh

A 500 with a top
Just like the homie, Amp we like our drop
low rider, yeah, we do a little [Incomprehensible]
Smooth check hoe, even if I don't know her
And as I the door, watch the freaks start callin'
The simple fact is that we

recite a little poetry for y'all
The name of this is called, ballin'
And I wanna dedicate this to all you players
And all you out there

And you know we break it down for who?
(The wide world)
(The whole world)

the breakdown was dope, you can't get enough rappin'
I know that it's true, I seen your hands clappin'
tappin', the freaks are jockin'
All the way 187 is rockin'

All you on the scene
I keep my Locs on because I you on fiend
Like a spectator, you jock I'm doin'
So sit back and learn, it's time for some schoolin' and rulin'

All the on the center
Get off my tip, 'cause I'm to enter
This phase I call the finale
I made it ride higher while I'm through Cali

So listen, I'm finna start
All you East side rappers, you had to pissin' me off
You're soft, you're finna get
By two boss who's your dope rhyme sayers

K-oss and Go Mack are the
You got a beep? We gotta go, 'cause money is
The simple is, yeah, that we ballin'

And you know, like that in 90
And gon' stay like that
And once again, we have to send it to
(The whole world)

it dedicated to?
(The wide world)
To
(The whole world)

Dedicated to
(The whole world)
It's to
(The whole world)

it out to
(The whole world)
It's to
(The whole, wide)