Luyện nghe bài hát Grand Finale

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

Picture a niggas that's raw, amber his ass
And what say is what we saw, muthafuckas, I slaughter
'em out the water, Legit, that's Ballers
My as lethal as a bitch that's found with AIDS 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 manage them
The robber takin' and born in the
Battle the match and bang, I hold my gun up
Screamin', "Fuck 'em all" then I get in that as like
I got the game lock down like and if you escape
You betta haul ass, 'cause when I ya physically and mentally

I bring yo ass on the block, that's the
Put 'em in the hot grab a hoe, I'll show you some shit
That'll make your eyes explode out ya skull, 'cause odd
On the is a no, niggas, didn't know that I could go off
And show off, and 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 finale

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

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

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

My shit to yo ass, I see, O, for my mob 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 Twista hittin' the front page
For what? 'Cause we so damn and when we enter the car
Niggas cluthcin' they hoes, so it, fall wit dust
And get snatched Nitty bustes the facts in the grand finale

Yeah, 'lil nigga, it's been once for you
Y'all touch Legit Ballers
And when you thought it was over
T-Nitty in doin' danger

The names Nitty, you know, I'm comin' off like a
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'
'Cause if I miss some I gotta burn ya, then I'm arrested, for
Attempt murda, out done only out doin'

Fuckin' them bitches and I leave 'em boo-hooin', why?
they 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 hard

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

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

Yeah, that was bangin'
Last but not least Twista up in
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 back T-O is in the back, so if it makes you
I figure you thinks petty but to me its kinda tilly
'em what? I'm makin' fetty, trippin off the man
Though we buzzin' 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 Twista nigga what have been
On out of the but I was harder Twista 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 leave permission, the Baller-T aka The Swisher Roller
The Bigger Gun Holder, so I be damned when a nigga up

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

Yeah, that's how real ballers
Lay it down nigga, now it's time to run
All the muthafuckas that made this shit 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, Beanie Franks, Cane, Dark side
Turtle Banks, nigga High Beam, the mobstas Liff and Maze
Chine White the beats, Toxic, my nigga Twista
And the rest of the whole Ballers family, ya dig?

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