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The Legit Ballers came out with with an album
a truce put the side on the news
Got killers that'll ride the loc to the deuce

I heard a shot proof flip nigga gimme a
At the Martigra flipping the trigga
You still a bitch
ya head up at a meter now you die how do ya figure

Acting hard with Capri's on
I come out at the neck of the woods on ya ass nigga on
And where ya no ain't shit to me
Bring ass to the tailor talking shit sent ya ass history

you you weren't meant to be
Jacking over another niggas loot and up the currency
Born and bad outta the crowd
Like David Guenna you don't wanna see me pal
I'll raise up on ya ass a root canal

Get fucking up shit like the coat mafia
Unbelievable how we ya

Them state boys will get ya
Betta be ducking you running or they gonna hit ya
Them side guys will get ya
Burning the rubber off the before they get with ya

Them side boys will get ya
Ready to roll outta control scummy off the liquor
Them Chi Town boys get ya
Throw up your guns and a slug and be pure scripture

Let 'em all now we piece and spit
Talk shit bout we ain't choking thangs
I gave two to the motherfucking pork and watch his body drop man
Let em test the of us niggas thats triggerly inclined

Dump off on the rocks and red link
While blocks young on the grind
Out on the what would a tribe nigga do
In a kill or be killed

Drama's what you facing
While he running I'm like Jason
Shocking your motherfucking body grave dig
we dumping you all the say did

I bring to y'all niggas who be hating
Fortification 'bout my nation got me up information
Gimme the body dig a
Bury the motherfuckers like old blue prints

you use 'em, find 'em, hit 'em, split 'em 4 to the vest
What a way to rhinos rip through the flesh
God bless us thugs that hold our own
On a mission the snitch know to get it on

24 hour ghetto is at the door
Lynch mob made me how you and your click
And your throat is gone, suffocating em by
Running with grim reapers handing out some guns

And it all off some shit you said
Now look at the little pus up in red

Them state street will get ya
Betta be when you running or they gonna hit ya
West side guys will get ya
Burning the rubber off the before they get with ya

Them side boys will get ya
Ready to straight outta control scummy off the liquor
Them Chi boys will get ya
Throw up your guns and bust a slug and be scripture

Them St. Louis boys get ya
Betta be when you running or they gonna hit ya
Them guys with get ya
the rubber off the 20's before they get with ya

Them Cleveland will get ya
Ready to roll outta control scummy off the liquor
Them dirty South boys get yet
Throw up your guns and bust a slug and be pure

Whatcha gone do when niggas run up to you
Don't stroll mean mugging you with them thangs out
How you gonna that terror roll
Or let the unfold slaughtery act at 11 to it and then die

Laid off in the streets with a psychotic thugs wont stop playing for
He waiting to get tipped for your and peeps
ticking slow its a quarter past three
Lights on lights off in your

Your block's having problems with
Beat and in the presence of the one you envy
So go collect struck chains greens and
Burn off a bit of rubber if you ride with me

Slipping the clip in and put your pistol on your hip
And I'm you half of the wild green
Down with niggas Mob stability
Let's keep em feeling me we bogus with vocal

Get in a game you get crapped out
Spooking the mouses with design got them pulling macs out
For the love of the green promotion
Hell if I expose ya mad assed out blowing some out

Them state street will get ya
Betta be ducking when you running or gonna hit ya
Them West side will get ya
the rubber off the 20's before they get with ya

Them South side boys get ya
Ready to roll outta control scummy off the liquor
Them Chi boys will get ya
Throw up your guns and bust a and be pure scripture

Them St. Louis boys get ya
Betta be ducking when you running or gonna hit ya
Houston guys with get ya
Burning the rubber off the before they get with ya

Them East Coast will get ya
Ready to roll straight outta scummy off the liquor
Them South boys will get yet
Throw up guns and bust a slug and be pure scripture