Luyện nghe bài hát Grand Finale

Check this out ya
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 whole Legit family up in here, nigga
A yo Beanie Franks, you the bird of this muthafucka gun

a niggas that's raw, amber fire his ass
And what we'll say is what we saw, muthafuckas, I
'em out the water, Legit, that's Ballers
My styles as as a bitch that's found with AIDS gettin' loose
Nigga, you get sprain wit some hot shit
While you run, I pop shit, yo ghetto 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, 'cause I catch ya physically and mentally

I yo ass on the block, that's 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, know that I could go off
And show off, and throw off the law, turn, ten shows that'll burn
left is a muthafuckin' dent in the alley
Beanie Franks is the shit on the finale

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

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

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 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 status lay low
Representin' Legit and niggas biten the flow
On the streets or the stage, A 45 or a
That's why me and the Twista always hittin' the front
For what? 'Cause we so damn cold and we enter the car
cluthcin' they hoes, so fuck it, fall wit dust
And get snatched while Nitty the facts in the grand finale

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Don't second for me to pop off my nine
'Cuse I'm the tiggy-tiggy Twista nigga have been
On out of the pick but I was harder to the formula
It's cold 'cause we smokin' on dro
So nigga when you take a listen, you 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 compete wit Mobster Elites much less beef, it's
You on my tip wit no heat, never smile
When the Twistas in the 'cause I got a mask and gloves
And I might be bustin' out slugs, I'm raw
I'm smokin' on kali, gang bangin'
Wit Mobsta Elites on the Grand Finale

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

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

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