Luyện nghe bài hát Grand Finale

Check out ya dig?
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 family up in here, nigga
A yo Beanie Franks, you the early bird of this gun

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

Fuck that block shit, you can't them thangs
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 like Alcatraz and if you escape
You betta ass, 'cause when I catch ya physically and mentally

I bring yo ass on the block, the penalty
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, didn't know I could go off
And show off, and throw off the law, turn, send ten shows that'll
Whats left is a muthafuckin' dent in the
Beanie Franks is the shit on the finale

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

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

And now you shakin', call the guys to come me
I make them punk 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 I be fuck settin' every peace

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

Yeah, 'lil nigga, been once for you bitches
Y'all can't touch Legit
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 bang ya, and everyday
Situation when I was by, fuck a car, I do a muthafuckin' walk by
the G to the AME, leavin' whole fuckin' familys greivin'
'Cause if I miss some I gotta 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 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 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 but my nine easy to kill wit
Especially if you poppin'
The N I to the T
my dogs on the muthafuckin' Grand Finale

Yeah, shit was bangin'
Last but not least Twista up in
The orignator of the style all y'all niggas biten
And to show you how 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 it's petty but to me its kinda tilly
Tell 'em 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 tiggy-tiggy Twista nigga what been
On out of the pick but I was harder Twista to the
It's 'cause we been smokin' on dro
So when you take a listen, you wonder who I'm dissin'
Don't without permission, the Baller-T aka The Swisher Roller
The Bigger Gun Holder, so I be damned when a nigga up

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

Yeah, that's how muthafuckin' ballers
Lay it down nigga, now it's to run down
All the muthafuckas that this shit here happen
My nigga Jag, my 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 nigga High Beam, the mobstas and Maze
Chine bangin' the beats, Toxic, my nigga Twista
And the rest of the whole Legit family, ya dig?

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