Luyện nghe bài hát We Ball

Yeah!
RIP Dex
Lil
All the soldiers
Scooter,

When they killed my nigga Snupe I my young nigga
In the casket he even have no blood in him
Prolly the why I keep taking these drugs quicker
Ain't got no patience for these fuck niggas
I watch everybody change, they I lost it
But now all bustin' U-ies its goin' cost 'em
I seen Chino the casket on the coffin (Truce)
his only big brother and we lost him
So I'ma it down 'til we all win
been at the clear port ballin'
I want to see my niggas flossin'
bands everytime I walk in
If you keep it trill get a blessing for it
Deep down in the trenches that Wesson on me
My mama, she can't sleep, I come here early (mama)
But I got thirty in this dirty .40
Any weapon formed against me not prosper
to pray them Ramen noodles turned to lobster
Gotta my own homies on the roster
this the type of money get your lined up
And I can't nobody
hit your homie and they knocked the soul out him
They said they would ride or die but ain't nobody roll 'bout him
Three felonies, graduate, no I am not your role model

I hope the got us
When they killed my nigga, I the footage on the tape
Man I must've threw up everything I ate
Man I know he got some at the heaven gates
shit with all these bitches like he's Kevin Gates
Relax your and kick your feet way up
Selling dog food tryna my pups
Young rich nigga and I'm built Ford
And I'm through stuff, I don't feel no love
And I shake body and you still wake up
perkys, man I fill my cup
The feds watching and they still might come, I'm
I wan' see my with the Patek not the static
Gucci wrap your toe up, got retarded my daddy
All they seen was red bleeding by the casket
Perkys got me focused, I done all the damages
I don't see no purpose, in the eating sandwiches
Lost so many niggas, I went crazy, I balance it
You can't question god, yeah yeah, challenges
Sipping on this Actavis, I swear I manage it
SRT the
Make that work do flip, accurate
And I'm like a project banister
I'm a boss, I ain't never a manager
Got rich with scandalous, ayy

Fuck it, we ball,
All the we lost, yeah
Fuck it, we
For all the we lost
Shawty on percocets in the bag (all the we lost)
Got a Rollie and a in my bag (all the soldiers we lost)
She just got a job and it went that bad (fuck it, we ball)
I was juggin' the city, I came back
it, we ball
Yeah, it, we ball
Tear the mall, yeah
it, we ball
Tear the mall, ayy