Luyện nghe bài hát Ball

ay okay we walk off in this
Ballin' in bitch
Hoppin' out the Lambos and Ferraris in bitch
Poppin' bottles a thick red super model bitch
may talking a lot of that but they can't do alot of this
Ay, Rico told me turn the on
So I grab the Audemar and the ice on
I'ma big dawg, got 'em off
A lot of rapping ain't none this raw
They like, ay look at T.I., in the V.I
Bunch of bad bitches with a' like Aaliyah
We just pull up, hop out, go in, out
Buy the whole bar, pop bottles go

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

And do ya thing in slow like Soulja Slim
And come around, wipe me down like dem
thang up for me, show me that you love me
If it's too much 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
other broke niggas, all they did was told ya thangs
I could get ya on that G4 and ya thangs
I like my fat ass pretty toes 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

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

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

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