Luyện nghe bài hát Grand Finale

Check out ya dig?
vome to the last and final record
Toxic crunk on you hoes
My KX-Zilla, Steve the guitar man droppin' the rhythm
And I got the whole Legit Ballers family up in here,
A yo Franks, you the early bird of this muthafucka gun

Picture a niggas raw, amber fire his ass
And we'll say is what we saw, muthafuckas, I slaughter
'em out the water, Legit, that's Ballers
My styles as lethal as a bitch that's found with gettin' loose
Nigga, before you get sprain wit some hot
While you run, I pop shit, yo ain't no harder than mine

Fuck that block shit, you can't them thangs
The robber takin' and born in the
Battle the and bang, I hold my gun up high
Screamin', "Fuck 'em all" then I get in that as like
I got the game lock down Alcatraz and if you escape
You betta haul ass, when I catch ya physically and mentally

I bring yo ass on the block, the penalty
Put 'em in the hot seat a hoe, I'll show you some shit
That'll make your eyes out ya skull, 'cause bein' odd
On the block is a no, niggas, didn't know that I go off
And show off, and throw off the law, turn, send ten that'll burn
Whats left is a muthafuckin' in the alley
Beanie is the shit on the grand finale

Yeah, that's tha I'm talkin' about, nigga
Now it's time for Turtle to spit

Turtle Banks, you know, my turn to buss
And make weak muthafuckas to dust
And if you you die in the streets of Chi
It's deep by my bullets fly in the seat
niggas ain't ballin' mufuckas fakin'
Scared of facin' Legit Ballers at ya waitin'

And now you shakin', call the guys to come me
I make punk muthafuckas buckle up for safety
A bitch, a pickle, a chicken, a clique, is sick
For they skits and scourges, now I'm pimpin' the pain
'Cause I'm urgin' and rearrangin' your muthafuckin' face a surgeon
Lyrics layin' wit a four what I be fuck settin' every peace

My to yo ass, I see, O, for my mob status I'ma lay low
Representin' Ballers and niggas biten the flow
On the or the stage, A 45 or a gauze
That's why me and the always hittin' the front page
For what? 'Cause we so damn cold and we enter the car
Niggas cluthcin' hoes, so fuck it, fall wit dust
And get snatched while Nitty the facts in the grand finale

Yeah, 'lil nigga, it's once for you bitches
Y'all can't touch Ballers
And just you thought it was over
T-Nitty in here danger

The names Nitty, you know, I'm comin' off like a
Disrespectin' the mob, I gotta bang ya, and
when I was caught by, fuck a car, I do a muthafuckin' walk by
When the G to the AME, leavin' fuckin' familys greivin'
'Cause if I miss some I gotta burn ya, I'm arrested, for what?
murda, never out done only out doin'

Fuckin' them bitches and then I leave 'em boo-hooin',
'Cause addicted to what the dick did
The pleasure and pain, the ding inflicted
Given niggas two to the
Boy, you can't mess wit a mad and hard

Fool, I'm a low neva broke
'Cause I be a balla, shot shot caller
I don't give a fuck one
Them hoes ain't even got love and they
Now I take it pass rap

I'm still gang bangin' bitch nigga catch a cap
Not easy but my nine easy to wit
if you poppin' bullshit
The N I to the T
Especially my on the muthafuckin' Grand Finale

Yeah, that was bangin'
Last but not least Twista up in
The orignator of the all y'all niggas been biten
And to you how it's done, gun

Swingin', singin' my raw was rap to the rythm
C-cock back T-O is in the back, so if it you giggle
I figure you it's petty but to me its kinda tilly
Tell 'em what? I'm makin' fetty, off the man
Though we buzzin' while I'm thuggin', get
And discustin' the way I be bustin' and hustlin'

Don't take second for me to pop off my
'Cuse I'm the Twista nigga what have been
On out of the but I was harder Twista to the formula
It's 'cause we been smokin' on dro
So nigga you take a listen, you wonder who I'm dissin'
Don't leave without permission, the aka The Swisher Roller
The Bigger Gun Holder, so I be when a nigga role up

Ever wit Mobster Elites much less beef, it's like
You comin' on my tip wit no heat, never
When the Twistas in the club 'cause I got a mask and
And I might be out slugs, I'm comin' raw
'Cause I'm on kali, gang bangin'
Wit Mobsta Elites on the Grand Finale

Yeah, how real muthafuckin' ballers
Lay it nigga, now it's time to run down
All the that made this shit here happen
My Jag, my nigga Big Ed, Big Fud
Charlemagne, Calla One, Chris The

KX, and these all the niggas from Ballin' family
Ty-Nitty, Beanie Franks, Miss Cane, Dark
Turtle Banks, that High Beam, the mobstas Liff and Maze
Chine bangin' the beats, Toxic, my nigga Twista
And the of the whole Legit Ballers family, ya dig?

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