Luyện nghe bài hát Last Breath

[Intro - Rick
Nigga, long as you livin' how you wanna
gon' talk about you
And completely fine with me (Believe that, nigga)
Niggas salute niggas that's dead, and niggas in prison (Living legends)
I ball though

[Hook - Rick
I'm ballin' til my very breath
I'm ballin' til my very breath
bought me a yacht, Waikiki or not
Still sippin' that syrup, might front you a
I'm ballin' til my very last
I'm ballin' til my very last
Just bought me a Benz, bought me a Rolls
I pay for that pussy, I go for hoes

[Verse 1 - Rick
I got a house on my neck, my my pet
We ringside seats, and got a brick I can pet
Money, power respect, I took bitch with finesse
Chickens like checkers, but this game is chess
What's at stake is your freedom, niggas the price
When the judge drop the mallet, all he said was
Nigga damn near fainted, stare at your wife
Brother took all clothes, whip, sneakers, and ice
Got me my nuts, while I'm rolling the dice
760 new Beamer, got me rolling in
Very few that you trust, keep in your sight
Thinking I'm doing wrong, when these niggas right

[Verse 2 - Meek
I scooped me a BM
And me a Rolls
When I pulled up on niggas, I swear thought I was Hov
All my mixtapes platinum, niggas thought I was
I heard them suckas was hatin', I'm fucking all of hoes
So I don't 'em, no I don't knock 'em
But if they play my dogs, we slay 'em, I'm pop 'em
Want attention, hall-of-fame 'em, they talkin' bout us
Acting bitches 'til we spray 'em, get the coffin out ya
We all about it,
I'm ballin' till my last breath
I hustle I'm on my last check!
And I even in my bag yet
I wake up in the morning, the cash at, GO!

[Verse 3 - Ross]
All I see is this money, never hate your niggas
Better pray to your maker, you war with the sinner
Ask forgiveness for mine, so I know I'm good
All niggas we robbed, trips T man took
Talkin' panhandle pimpin, niggas was lemon
Nigga dressing in linen, bases loaded inning
Taking over the checks, the tenants
Pulling your vest, motivation is spinach
I gotta handle my business, I pay my first
When you cross a super-soaker I bet your get burst
Ain't no on this side, just jealous niggas who ride
Until the day that you die, just hold head to the sky

[Verse 4 -
Ballin' till my breath
Uptown, flashy with my Smith & Wess
Hallways, boys everyday
Spend bank full of hundred B's in your face
My lil nephew was a born
Real nigga on the field, kill nigga
'Til I him how to cook a bird
Killa nigga only if I finna work
Matches up in town
Puttin' it down, hold it down for my fuckin'
All day gunplay, everyday out nigga in every way