You know my, my whole defanation is to straight game You dig I come from the game baby, y'know I come this motherfucker, you undersmell that? Aya, and you know, like this nigga Pimped-out all day you know Vallejo nigga You undersmell me? Been speakin' the for many moons My niggaz in the 7 0 7 on down to
I'm in my Fubu drawers, she in her 'Cause if some tryin' to have at me I sick the in the background I'm on splittin' my crown but it ain't gon' be too simple
See I'm a baller, I got bars around the Rottweilers, pits, aikietas, doberman pischers tanked up in the With a on the fence that reads, "Warning: Beware Of Dog" You play the frog if you froggish nigga leap
I neglect my dogs, starvin', they don't eat Elroy to me about my triple-beam, officer, I got proof Po'-po', that's for weighin' and fruits Run wit' a bunch of rugged rowdy-ass knuckleheads
Big nigga, the size of a team I wear these glasses so I can look like a square But if you see me in a fight with a bear help me nigga, help the bear
Me and my wales, we be But see you the type of the go in the backroom And beep yo'self and act like yo' boomin'
Yeah man, 'cause a tycoon Gon' take this shit from the flo' to the Still ridin', six-oh strikin' Switch up V-S cherry chokin' the wrist and the
But keep it loose around the neck and make sure hoes in So if you gon' fill a nigga cup, fill it up paper 'Cause we bitch, ain't that quiet about this shit If you're on it it like you mean it
Uhh, have you Ever since I was ankle low to a centipede's I always wanted to pro-baseball Weepolization family, that's my favorite
But instead I'm back and forth to jail and in and out of Bitch, serious about my shrine I don't give a fuck, how courage juice you had Nigga yo' mug don't mean mine
I bring the noise like a I fuck with 40 dem, make you stick pistol out the window Bitch, y'all see me at the state fair Showin' off in front of my broad, tryin' to win my nieces
One of the biggest animal prizes there Nicknamed but my street name is Earl Ballaholic like Felix Mitchell nephew Darrell I know these like the Task Force know dope
I am the streets, my pass can't be revoked Ten percent, I paid my tithes, me for my sins Smoke an of weed a day Maybe that's why I go no ends
You see, you niggaz truant mayne around here puttin' a black eye in the game When we tryin' to feed y'all somethin' for the brain And nourish yo'
You see there's two of niggaz in this world Those that eat and those don't What type of is you, you know? You see we got the tycoon status Big hogs, tryin to pile the money up out trash, you dig?
You can me, Lawry's 'cause I'm seasoned I eat crevice, but not when bleeding Don't get me wrong, I love sex but I don't play that I love Virginia, but not when the Virginia's
Toss me good, and I might and Gabbana it yo' ass some bread, and let you go buy up some shit Callin' yourself takin' advantage of my I'm tryin' to be nice to yo' ass, I normally talk bad about you
Invested to "Tha Hall of Game" buggin' and bein' For slappin' chickenheads upside they with my Nokia Mayday mayday, callin' all patrol cars and Be on the lookout for the Hillside managler, the Ballaholic
I'd fly than ride Amtrak When I'm in Dallas I fuck with [Incomprehensible], and go hard Make an singer wanna write some raps Papered up, like Like a fax, bitch
I know you say papered up like a fats Yeah, 'cause we do shit Up off the ground on a pitcher's Slidin', to the bad catcher, able to ya
Bat yo' G out the Run it again a nigga that's in the socket And it ain't my problem, if the hoe We all dollars and collar-poppin'
Nigga, bitch, baller, let me to you, a ballaholic nigga Undersmell this If you got your vehicle in your momma's name Nigga youse a ballaholic, nigga you me?
Please believe in a nigga, you undersmell me? If you sittin' on gold shoe slippers nigga You undersmell me? You'se a
Don't ever get it nigga, yeah If you put ten down on some jewels nigga Over at your house in Frisco nigga And go back and get it the day, youse a ballaholic
You smell that nigga? nigga Ballaholics fuck with records nigga Ballaholics listen to that mob shit We stick to the rules and regulations of this game
You that? Please believe it, bitch-ass niggaz If youse a ballaholic, nigga, scream it you mean it Youse a baller, please that, that's what a ballaholic is nigga We ball we have it all you undersmell that?
Rick Rock, a ballaholic? My nigga, my nigga a ballaholic Don't get it twitted nigga My nigga Kaveo in the with me you undersmell that?
We fools with it My nigga Steve Garvey, [Incomprehensible], you that? And that nigga Muggsy you know a fuckin' ballaholic Gold-tooth motherfuckin' pretty boy ass nigga
I love you to death motherfucker, ya though Fuck ya, ya, fuck ya, I'm in this motherfucker for life V A L L H O, L I C, me E Feeze E L I C, me E Feeze E Ballaholic