Luyện nghe bài hát Ball

ay okay we walk off in bitch
Ballin' in this
Hoppin' out the and Ferraris in this bitch
Poppin' bottles a thick red super model bitch
They may a lot of that but they can't do alot of this
Ay, told me turn 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 none raw
They like, ay look at T.I., in the V.I
Bunch of bad bitches with a' looking Aaliyah
We pull up, hop out, go in, show out
Buy the whole bar, pop bottles go

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

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

This so packed, these hoes so drunk
This 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, hoes so drunk)

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

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

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

And do ya thing in slow motion like Soulja
And around, wipe me down like Boosie dem
That thang up for me, show me you love me
If it's too much for you you can bring a couple buddies
I do my thang, big stones and chains
She let me all in her mouth, no novacane
Them other broke niggas, all they did was told ya
I could get ya on that G4 and show ya
I like my women fat ass toes and thing
Long hair don't care as long as down there
If it's manicured I can have fun there
Take you to whatever club throw some in the air

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

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