Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Ballin' Man

Raheem presents Drama, tight 2 Def
Get at ass, boy

Ice on my wrist, I'm man
Hoes on my dick, I'm man
of Crystal, I'm ballin' man
Shoes of crocodile, I'm man

on the lake, I'm ballin' man
Tight 2 Def pushing weight, I'm ballin' man
on the Lex', I'm ballin' man
Cashing eight figure checks, I'm man

Yo, yo, yo, yo drama, how you it?

Me and my niggas, we riding dirty Charleston to Texas
Bowling paint job, with D's on the Lex
Beamers and Cadillacs, and fat sacks
We for combat, you wrong, then we attack

We ride like Desperado on the spokes out
cheese in the pockets
And keep our distance cop blockers
AK on the front seat for any drama, I may

My off killing hoes, providing them B's and Vouges
Clientelle getting bigger, while money figures
realer than Rockafeller, more cheese than Donald Trump
Niggas they hear me, they wanna me like JFK

Why, 'cause I tight, on? Out of sight
It be the hoes
Or could it be that I on Vogues?
My trunk is filled speakers
I damn well you hear me

Got a torch, you see me
Hundred spokes that
plotting they haters
And busters wanna be me

In the club I'm balling bitch, now show me
Bossalinie, Versace shoes, some Gator boots
Dom Perignon, on now through the early morn'
Fuck a hobby man, 'cause be my occupation

Playa hating ass nigga, can't take the
Wanna rush me, then me, then leave me fucked in the game
All I drained his bitch, now partners use his name
See the spokes, and how the gleaming 'em wanna scheme

85 Caprice off on some Dayne-Daynes
Paint job, be mills, with some blowed brains
20 and bubble, gone buy the Reeboks, now some shoes
the 9 up on the seat, thats where its supposed to be

For them bustas and them haters wanna touch a G
Put it down and moved on up too me George Jefferson
Fuck the law, and fuck the pen, because I'm man
Loved the living, I'm all to the game, I'm ballin' man

When I'm heated in the club, around 12
All on a playa, 'cause I'll blow up the spot
You can hate, we blowing in the V.I.P.
sport rims, like they stars of films

My moneys too for them too tight crews
And tear da roof off this bitch this Tight 2 Def shit
Nigga knocking, hoe jocking, 'cause this shit quit
In the club V.I.P. til' the early

of Crystal, even Dom Perignon
A McGyver Road nigga, so you know I play
But if it come to it, I got my K
Fuck the flexing, we ballin', shot callin' and stacking

And if it down to the gunplay
Tight 2 Def ain't
Your money ain't long enough for me, so hoe talk
'Cause down here in Atlanta nigga, we walk the
I say it loud and clear, I'm man