Luyện nghe bài hát Grand Finale

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

Picture a niggas that's raw, amber his ass
And what say is what we saw, muthafuckas, I slaughter
Blow 'em out the water, Legit, that's
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 manage them
The takin' 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 like
I got the lock down like Alcatraz and if you escape
You betta haul ass, 'cause 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 some
That'll make your explode out ya skull, 'cause bein' odd
On the block is a no, niggas, didn't 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, tha shit I'm talkin' about, nigga
Now it's time for Turtle Banks to

Turtle Banks, you know, it's my to buss
And make muthafuckas turn to dust
And if you weak you die in the of Chi
It's deep drive by my bullets fly in the
niggas ain't ballin' mufuckas fakin'
Scared of Legit Ballers 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 skits and they scourges, now I'm pimpin' the pain
'Cause I'm urgin' and rearrangin' your muthafuckin' like a surgeon
Lyrics layin' wit a four that's what I be settin' every peace

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

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

The names Nitty, you know, I'm comin' off like a
Disrespectin' the mob, I gotta ya, and everyday
when 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 miss I gotta burn ya, then I'm arrested, for what?
Attempt murda, never out only out doin'

Fuckin' them bitches and then I leave 'em boo-hooin',
'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 shot
I don't give a fuck one
Them hoes ain't got love and they boo-hooin'
Now when I take it rap

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

Yeah, that was bangin'
Last but not least Twista up in
The orignator of the style all y'all been 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 what? I'm fetty, trippin off the man
Though we while I'm thuggin', get drunk
And the way I be bustin' pistols and hustlin'

Don't second for me to pop off my nine
'Cuse I'm the tiggy-tiggy Twista nigga what been
On out of the pick but I was harder to the formula
cold 'cause we been smokin' on dro
So nigga when you 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 when a nigga role up

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

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

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

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