Luyện nghe bài hát Ball

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

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

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

Ain't no nigga like a Young Money
Pop pussy like a gun, pull 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 dick like darts
Drink all muddy, all bloody
I'm these hoes like that nigga Ted Bundy
I'm a good looking rapper, I ain't tryna
Ima fire my blunt Donald Trump
Where you at ho? you at ho?
Can a stick his key up in ya back door (Turn the lights on)

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

And do ya thing in slow like Soulja Slim
And come around, wipe me down Boosie dem
That thang up for me, show me you love me
If really too much for you you can bring a couple buddies
I do my thang, big stones and chains
She let me drill all in her mouth, no
Them other broke niggas, all they did was ya thangs
I could get ya on G4 and show ya thangs
I like my women fat ass pretty and thing
Long hair don't care as long as none down
If it's manicured I can fun down there
Take you to whatever club throw some in the air

This club so packed, these so drunk
club so packed, these hoes so drunk
This club so packed, these 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