Luyện nghe bài hát Balla

chorus) (flo-rida)
This for my ayyyy(4)
I im gettin what i had comin
Wish they told me ill be
All my life im tryin get
All my im tryin get money
This for my ballas imma (4)

Flo
Flo rida be the i need tht rent money
poor boy eryday i get cake honey
Birthday man my my state honey
one glance and the prada got um haten on me
Gun on the waist yeah the waist sunny
biggie rappin ill aint the way dummy
Jack soveniers to the big tummy
New year chopper wet the nose runny
Shot clothes takin over what
Soround light bulbs where the light blows
The got soul grand mama got gold
Real grandady formin no smoke
This be the truth loose slips told
Got to get fat carrots see these xxx like
Thick hips holla back like im in a
xxxxxxx my career peep the rap game cold

(billy blue)

Tht mg get it 305 fitiy tht 22 got to get it
all day be broke the next
Ill sleep when i day i need tht
Never thought shitll pop off this
Yeah ur dam ryte fool i had shit
reel hard like i wanna blow it all
I aint tryin do but ball
Its my time the dont lie
For nikkas out imma up my fire
Shit dont till a nikka more tired
If feel different, u a god dam lie
Im so but im like xxxx it
Tht home boy b a motherfucking bucket
Im thuggin the hoes just love it
Ur boy xxxx and yes i it

(chorus)

(brisco)

Boy im rich and yeah im money
If its close enough i see it comin
me a balla call me what you want
Call me a real goon in a donk
Call me cuz tht i aint
I mite be a po boy trying get
All my life ive ben get mo
When it goes down i tell u how it go

Straight from the to the good with the bad
Lot growin up i wish i had
But everything in life promised
the last words i herd from momma
Stay watching for the haters
they come but with money you forlay them
I feel like spendin and i it
No how i get it.

(chorus)