Luyện nghe bài hát On Ball

[Daz + (T-Pain)]
Yeah, for the helpless!
Big money, big cars.. big weed! [T-Pain
Y'all know what time it is! But you better stack money!
(Awww shit! Ha ha ha ha...)
For baaaiiilll....

[Chorus 2X:
I'm on bail, got weight for sale
Strawberries and all on a nigga's tail
I'm on bail, bet not 'nan tell... bet not 'nan nigga tell
Yeah!

[Daz
I'm on a two million bail
Caught with the product that them young sell
I'm fresh cells, twelve hours later.. my clientele hit my pager
The gettin thick, Dat Nigga Daz is major!
I live the of a gangster, I rob gangsters
Ten up on the table, I deny that flavor
She a fighter to the fullest, if I lose I a bullet (bullet)
Can't a nigga nuttin when he starvin and losin
Now I'm up on the street, completely correctly
You me, it's the same that's it's gon' be
Automatics get tragic when you let niggaz it
Then I'm caught back up before, I gotta stack my cabbage
Monday morning, right back in court
Couple of homeboys, my momma me full support
Raised up filthy but the be with me
Like an addict, the verdict and the jury, "NOT GUILTY!!!"

They used to have me on that
'cause I used make my paper.. work, covered with dirt
See I was first on my block .40 caliber glocks
Similarities to my uncut, they ready to (ready to rock)
'Cause everybody wanna ball, nobody wanna get
Only the pros and the cons get to stack these
Motherfuckers that Benz with the millions by the karats
When they fencing all day, they talkin like a parrot
Information they sharing so be cautious where ya
Never pillow talk behind doors in the dark
It might creep and bite you, indict you, convict you
to a five by nine for a long time
Fuck droppin dimes, niggaz is droppin whole
So the hood's gettin skinny and the love it
If I don't go get it, then the nigga will
So I kill at will with my in them killin fields
Yeah!

[The
Yo X, tell my momma to put the house up, wait, the house cost too
Tell her to get a hundred grand out the truck
It's like a house 'cause I take a bath in it
Get ass in it and I gotta in it
Smoke hash in it, blueberry tah
Smokin chronic me see shit, like 2Pac alive
Bandana knotted in the front like 2Pac
out the courthouse spittin on the camera guy
I bang (Thug Life), but ain't Death Row
This some gangster shit for my niggaz on death row
A - watch how I let the tec go
And Exhibit B - burn the rubber on the coast

- 2X]

[Xzibit (laughing)] know y'all miss that shit