Luyện nghe bài hát Grand Finale

Check this out ya
You've to the last and final record
Toxic gettin' 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 Beanie Franks, you the early bird of this gun

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

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

I bring yo ass on the block, that's the
Put 'em in the hot seat grab a hoe, I'll show you shit
That'll make your explode out ya skull, 'cause bein' odd
On the block is a no, niggas, know that I could go off
And show off, and throw off the law, turn, send ten shows burn
Whats left is a muthafuckin' dent in the
Beanie is the shit on the grand finale

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

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

And now you shakin', call the to come chase me
I make them 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 like a
Lyrics layin' wit a four that's what I be settin' every peace

My shit to yo ass, I see, O, for my mob I'ma lay low
Legit Ballers and niggas biten the flow
On the streets or the stage, A 45 or a
why me and the Twista always hittin' the front page
For 'Cause we so damn cold and when we enter the car
Niggas cluthcin' they hoes, so 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 touch Legit Ballers
And when you thought it was over
T-Nitty in here danger

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

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

Fool, I'm a straight low neva
'Cause today I be a balla, shot caller
I don't a fuck about one
Them hoes ain't got love and they boo-hooin'
Now when I it pass rap

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

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

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

Don't take second for me to pop off my
'Cuse I'm the tiggy-tiggy Twista nigga what been
On out of the but I was harder Twista to the formula
It's cold 'cause we smokin' 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 when a role up

Ever compete wit Elites much less beef, it's like
You comin' on my tip wit no heat, smile
When the Twistas in the club I got a mask and gloves
And I might be out slugs, I'm comin' raw
'Cause I'm on kali, gang bangin'
Wit Elites on the muthafuckin' Grand Finale

Yeah, that's how real muthafuckin'
Lay it down nigga, now 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 Legit Ballin'
Ty-Nitty, Beanie Franks, Miss Cane, Dark
Banks, that nigga High Beam, the mobstas Liff and Maze
Chine bangin' the beats, Toxic, my nigga Twista
And the rest of the whole Legit family, ya dig?

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