Luyện nghe bài hát Grand Finale

Check this out ya
You've vome to the last and record
Toxic gettin' crunk on you
My nigga KX-Zilla, Steve the guitar man droppin' the
And I got the whole Ballers family up in here, nigga
A yo Franks, you the early bird of this muthafucka 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, Ballers
My styles as lethal as a bitch that's found with AIDS loose
Nigga, before you get wit some hot shit
you run, I pop shit, yo ghetto ain't no harder than mine

Fuck that shit, you can't manage them thangs
The robber takin' and in the range
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 like Alcatraz and if you escape
You betta haul ass, 'cause when I catch ya physically and

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 make your eyes explode out ya skull, bein' odd
On the block is a no, niggas, didn't that 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 on the grand finale

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

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 drive by my bullets fly in the seat
Them niggas ballin' mufuckas fakin'
of facin' Legit Ballers at ya crib waitin'

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

My shit to yo ass, I see, O, for my mob status lay low
Representin' Legit Ballers and niggas biten the
On the streets or the stage, A 45 or a
That's why me and the Twista 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 bustes the facts in the grand finale

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

The names Nitty, you know, I'm comin' off a gangsta
the mob, I gotta bang ya, and everyday
Situation when I was caught by, fuck a car, I do a walk by
When the G to the AME, leavin' fuckin' familys greivin'
'Cause if I miss some I burn ya, then I'm arrested, for what?
Attempt murda, out done only out doin'

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

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

While I'm still gang 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' Grand

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

Swingin', singin' my raw was rap to the rythm
C-cock back T-O is in the back, so if it you giggle
I figure you it's 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 tiggy-tiggy nigga 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 a listen, you wonder who I'm dissin'
leave without permission, the Baller-T aka The Swisher Roller
The Bigger Gun Holder, so I be damned when a role up

Ever compete wit Mobster Elites less beef, it's like
You on my tip wit no heat, never 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 Mobsta Elites on the muthafuckin' Grand

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 Jag, my nigga Big Ed, Big Fud
Charlemagne, Calla One, Chris The

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

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