Check out ya dig? You've vome to the last and final Toxic crunk on you hoes My nigga KX-Zilla, Steve the guitar man the rhythm And I got the whole Ballers family up in here, nigga A yo Beanie Franks, you the early bird of 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 lethal as a bitch that's found with gettin' loose Nigga, before you get sprain wit some hot While you run, I pop shit, yo ghetto ain't no harder mine
Fuck that block shit, you manage them thangs The robber takin' and born in the Battle the match and bang, I my gun up high Screamin', "Fuck 'em all" I get in that as like cholesterol I got the game lock down like and if you escape You betta haul ass, when I catch ya physically and mentally
I bring yo ass on the block, 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 is a no, niggas, didn't know that I could go off And show off, and throw off the law, turn, send ten shows burn Whats left is a muthafuckin' in the alley Franks is the shit on the grand finale
Yeah, tha shit I'm talkin' about, nigga Now it's time for Banks to spit
Banks, you know, it's my turn to buss And make weak turn to dust And if you you die in the streets of Chi It's drive by my bullets fly in the seat Them ain't ballin' mufuckas fakin' Scared of facin' Legit Ballers at ya crib
And now you shakin', call the guys to come me I make them muthafuckas 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 and rearrangin' your muthafuckin' face like a surgeon Lyrics layin' wit a four that's what I be fuck settin' 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 hittin' the front page For what? we so damn cold and when we enter the car Niggas cluthcin' hoes, so fuck it, fall wit dust And get snatched while Nitty the facts in the grand finale
Yeah, 'lil nigga, been once for you bitches Y'all can't Legit Ballers And when you thought it was over in here doin' danger
The Nitty, you know, I'm comin' off like a gangsta Disrespectin' the mob, I bang ya, and everyday Situation when I was caught by, fuck a car, I do a walk by When the G to the AME, whole fuckin' familys greivin' 'Cause if I some I gotta burn ya, then I'm arrested, for what? Attempt murda, never out done out doin'
them bitches and then I leave 'em boo-hooin', why? 'Cause addicted to what the dick did The pleasure and pain, the wing ding niggas two to the head Boy, you can't mess wit a mad and hard
Fool, I'm a straight low broke 'Cause I be a balla, shot shot caller I don't a fuck about one Them hoes even got love and they boo-hooin' Now when I take it rap
While I'm gang bangin' bitch nigga catch a cap Not easy but my nine to kill wit Especially if you poppin' The N I to the T my dogs on the muthafuckin' Grand Finale
Yeah, that shit was 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 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 buzzin' while I'm thuggin', get And discustin' the way I be pistols and hustlin'
Don't take second for me to pop off my 'Cuse I'm the tiggy-tiggy Twista nigga what have On out of the pick but I was Twista to the formula It's cold we been smokin' on dro So nigga when you take a listen, you wonder who I'm Don't leave without permission, the Baller-T aka The Roller The Bigger Gun Holder, so I be when a nigga role up
Ever compete wit Elites much less beef, it's like You comin' on my tip wit no heat, smile When the Twistas in the 'cause I got a mask and gloves And I might be out slugs, I'm comin' raw 'Cause I'm smokin' on kali, gang Wit Elites on the muthafuckin' Grand Finale
Yeah, how real muthafuckin' ballers Lay it down nigga, now it's time to run All the muthafuckas that made shit here happen My Jag, my nigga Big Ed, Big Fud Charlemagne, One, Chris The Engineer
KX, and these all the niggas Legit Ballin' family Ty-Nitty, Beanie Franks, Miss Cane, 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 Ballers family, ya dig?
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