Luyện nghe bài hát Ball

ay okay we walk off in bitch
in this bitch
Hoppin' out the Lambos and Ferraris in bitch
Poppin' bottles with a thick red super model
They may talking a lot of but they can't do alot of this
Ay, Rico told me the lights on
So I grab the and threw the ice on
big dawg, got 'em pissed off
A lot of niggas rapping ain't this raw
They like, ay look at T.I., in the V.I
Bunch of bad bitches with a' like Aaliyah
We just up, hop out, go in, show out
Buy the bar, pop bottles go hard

This club so packed, hoes so drunk
This club so packed, these hoes so
club so packed, these hoes so drunk
I gotta bottle, gotta model, molly, gotta blunt

Ball, ball, ball,
Ball, ball, ball,
Ball, ball, ball, ball (This so packed, these hoes so drunk)

I got a bottle, got a model, got a molly, got a

The club full of bad bitches and came to play
Okay it must be your ass 'cause it ain't face
Now if you looking for them bottles and them stacks
You make way up to my section where it's at girl
Okay now do you wanna kick it with a nigga a meal ticket
Broke nigga looking mad, they just gotta with it
Get right ho, a dice ho
And you ain't gotta be a 'cause you like hoes
But everyday I behind a wall
I do it big, ride fly, stunt, and ball
I got a of money, so come and get it from me
And a bucket full of bottles, bust it open, if you get drunk

This club so packed, these hoes so
club so packed, these hoes so drunk
This club so packed, these hoes so
I gotta bottle, gotta model, gotta molly, gotta

Ball, ball, ball,
Ball, ball, ball,
Ball, ball, ball, (This club so packed, these hoes so drunk)

I got a bottle, got a model, got a molly, got a

Ain't no nigga a Young Money nigga
Pop that pussy like a gun, the trigger
that ass like a salt shaker
I keep a L lit up like an
Bitch shake it like a dog, hop like a frog, it like a horse
I throw that dick darts
Drink all muddy, flag all
I'm killin' these hoes that nigga Ted Bundy
I'm a good rapper, I ain't tryna stunt
Ima fire my blunt like Donald
you at ho? Where you at ho?
Can a stick his key up in ya back door (Turn the lights on)

This club so packed, these so drunk
This club so packed, hoes so drunk
This club so packed, hoes so drunk
I gotta bottle, model, gotta molly, gotta blunt

And do ya in slow motion like Soulja Slim
And come around, wipe me down Boosie dem
That thang up for me, me that you love me
If it's really too for you you can bring a couple buddies
Everyday I do my thang, big stones and
She let me drill all in her mouth, no
Them other niggas, all they did was told ya thangs
I could get ya on that G4 and show ya
I like my women fat ass pretty and thing
Long hair care as long as none down there
If it's manicured I can have fun down
Take you to club throw some money in the air

club so packed, these hoes so drunk
This club so packed, these so drunk
club so packed, these hoes so drunk
I bottle, gotta bottle, gotta molly, gotta blunt

Ball, ball, ball,
Ball, ball, ball,
Ball, ball, ball, ball (This club so packed, hoes so drunk)

I got a bottle, got a model, got a molly, got a