Luyện nghe bài hát Grand Finale

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

Picture a niggas raw, amber fire his ass
And what say is what we saw, muthafuckas, I slaughter
Blow 'em out the water, Legit, that's
My styles as lethal as a that's found with AIDS gettin' loose
Nigga, before you get wit some hot shit
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
the match and bang, I hold my gun up high
Screamin', "Fuck 'em all" then I get in that as like
I got the game down like Alcatraz and if you escape
You haul ass, 'cause when I catch ya physically and mentally

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

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

Turtle Banks, you know, it's my to buss
And weak muthafuckas turn to dust
And if you you die in the streets of Chi
It's deep by my bullets fly in the seat
Them niggas ballin' mufuckas fakin'
Scared of Legit Ballers at ya crib waitin'

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

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

Yeah, 'lil nigga, been once for you bitches
can't touch Legit Ballers
And when you thought it was over
in here doin' danger

The names Nitty, you know, I'm off like a gangsta
Disrespectin' the mob, I gotta ya, and everyday
Situation when I was caught by, fuck a car, I do a muthafuckin' by
When the G to the AME, whole fuckin' familys greivin'
if I miss some I gotta burn ya, then I'm arrested, for what?
Attempt murda, never out done out doin'

Fuckin' them bitches and then I leave 'em boo-hooin',
'Cause they addicted to 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 straight low broke
'Cause today I be a balla, shot shot
I don't a fuck about one
Them hoes ain't even got love and they
Now when I it pass rap

While I'm still gang bangin' bitch nigga a cap
Not easy but my easy to kill wit
Especially if you poppin'
The N I to the T
Especially my dogs on the muthafuckin' Grand

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

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

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

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

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

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

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