Luyện nghe bài hát Grand Finale

Check this out ya
vome to the last and final record
Toxic crunk on you hoes
My nigga KX-Zilla, Steve the guitar man droppin' the
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, 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 that's found with AIDS gettin' loose
Nigga, you get sprain wit some hot shit
While you run, I pop shit, yo ghetto ain't no harder mine

Fuck that block shit, you can't manage them
The robber takin' and in the range
Battle the match and bang, I my gun up high
Screamin', "Fuck 'em all" then I get in as like cholesterol
I got the game lock down like Alcatraz and if you
You betta haul ass, when I catch ya physically and mentally

I yo ass on the block, that's the penalty
Put 'em in the hot seat 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 know that I 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 grand

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

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

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 skits and they scourges, now I'm pimpin' the pain
'Cause I'm urgin' and rearrangin' your face like a surgeon
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 niggas biten the
On the streets or the stage, A 45 or a
That's why me and the always hittin' the front page
For 'Cause we so damn cold and when we enter the car
Niggas cluthcin' hoes, so fuck it, fall wit dust
And get while Nitty bustes the facts in the grand finale

Yeah, 'lil nigga, it's been for you bitches
Y'all touch Legit Ballers
And just you thought it was over
in here doin' danger

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

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

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

While I'm still bangin' 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 on the muthafuckin' Grand Finale

Yeah, that was bangin'
but not least Twista up in here
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
back T-O is in the back, so if it makes you giggle
I you thinks 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 discustin' the way I be bustin' pistols and

Don't take second for me to pop off my
'Cuse I'm the tiggy-tiggy Twista what have been
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 Swisher
The Bigger Gun Holder, so I be when a nigga role up

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

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

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

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