You know my, my whole defanation is to straight game You dig that? I come the game baby, y'know I come from motherfucker, you undersmell that? Aya, and you know, it's like this Pimped-out all day you know Vallejo nigga You undersmell me? Been speakin' the real for many My niggaz in the 7 0 7 on down to
I'm in my Fubu drawers, she in her 'Cause if some cats to have at me I sick the in the background I'm plannin' on splittin' my crown but it ain't be too simple
See I'm a baller, I got bars the window Rottweilers, pits, aikietas, doberman pischers tanked up in the With a sign on the that reads, "Warning: Beware Of Dog" You the frog if you feel froggish nigga leap
I neglect my dogs, starvin', they don't eat Elroy speak to me about my triple-beam, officer, I got Po'-po', that's for weighin' nuts and Run wit' a whole bunch of rugged knuckleheads
Big nigga, the of a football team I wear these glasses so I can look like a square But if you ever see me in a with a bear Don't help me nigga, help the
Me and my wales, we be But see you the of the nigga That'll go in the And yo'self and act like yo' pager boomin'
Yeah man, a real tycoon Gon' take shit from the flo' to the moon Still Northstar ridin', strikin' Switch up V-S cherry chokin' the and the pinkie
But keep it loose around the neck and make hoes in check So if you gon' fill a cup, fill it up with paper 'Cause we ballaholics bitch, ain't that quiet this shit If you're on it spend it like you it
Uhh, I'll you since I was ankle low to a centipede's claw I wanted to play pro-baseball Weepolization family, that's my sport
But instead I'm and forth to jail and in and out of court 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 like a cymbal I fuck with 40 dem, you stick your pistol out the window Bitch, oughta see me at the state fair Showin' off in front of my broad, to win my lil' nieces
One of the biggest animal prizes there Nicknamed Charlie but my street name is Ballaholic like Felix Mitchell nephew Lil' I know streets like the Task Force know dope
I am the streets, my ghetto pass can't be Ten percent, I my tithes, forgive me for my sins Smoke an ounce of a day Maybe that's why I go no ends
You see, you niggaz real truant around here puttin' a black eye in the game When we tryin' to feed y'all somethin' nutritional for the And yo' game
You see there's two of niggaz in this world that eat and those that don't What type of nigga is you, you You see we got the tycoon status Big hogs, tryin to pile the money up out trash, you dig?
You can call me, Lawry's I'm seasoned I eat crevice, but not when bleeding Don't get me wrong, I love sex but I don't that part I love Virginia, but not when the tart
Toss me good, and I might and Gabbana it Gave yo' ass some bread, and let you go buy up some Callin' yourself advantage of my riches I'm tryin' to be nice to yo' ass, I normally talk bad about you
to "Tha Hall of Game" buggin' and bein' notorious For slappin' upside they weave-a with my Nokia Mayday mayday, callin' all cars and units Be on the lookout for the Hillside managler, the Ballaholic
I'd rather fly than Amtrak When I'm in Dallas I fuck with [Incomprehensible], and go hard Make an opera singer wanna write some Papered up, who? Like a fax, bitch
I know you didn't say papered up like a Yeah, 'cause we do shit Up off the ground on a mound Slidin', to the bad catcher, able to ya
Bat yo' G out the Run it again with a that's in the socket And it my problem, if the hoe hollerin' We all dollars and collar-poppin'
Nigga, bitch, baller, let me to you, a ballaholic nigga this nigga If you got your vehicle in your momma's name Nigga youse a ballaholic, you undersmell me?
believe in a nigga Ballaholic nigga, you me? If you sittin' on gold tennis slippers nigga You undersmell me? a ballaholic
Don't get it twisted nigga, yeah If you put ten thousand down on jewels nigga Over at your house in Frisco nigga And go back and get it the next day, a ballaholic
You that nigga? Ballaholics nigga fuck with Sic-Wid-It records nigga Ballaholics listen to that mob shit We stick to the rules and of this motherfuckin' game
You undersmell that? believe it, bitch-ass niggaz If youse a ballaholic, nigga, scream it like you it Youse a baller, believe that, that's what a ballaholic is nigga We 'til we have it all you undersmell that?
Rick Rock, youse a My nigga, my nigga D-Wiz a Don't ever get it nigga My Kaveo in the motherfucker with me you undersmell that?
We fools with it My nigga Steve Garvey, [Incomprehensible], you undersmell And that nigga Muggsy you know he's a ballaholic Gold-tooth motherfuckin' boy Floyd ass nigga
I you to death motherfucker, fuck ya though Fuck ya, fuck ya, fuck ya, I'm in motherfucker for life V A L L H O, L I C, it's me E E L I C, it's me E E Ballaholic