Check out ya dig? You've vome to the and final record Toxic crunk on you hoes My nigga KX-Zilla, Steve the guitar man droppin' the And I got the whole Ballers family up in here, nigga A yo Beanie Franks, you the early bird of this gun
Picture a niggas that's raw, amber his ass And what we'll say is we saw, muthafuckas, I slaughter Blow 'em out the water, Legit, that's My styles as lethal as a bitch that's with AIDS gettin' loose Nigga, you get sprain wit some hot shit While you run, I pop shit, yo ghetto ain't no than mine
Fuck block shit, you can't manage them thangs The robber takin' and born in the 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, when I catch ya physically and mentally
I bring yo ass on the block, that's the Put 'em in the hot seat a hoe, I'll show you some shit That'll make your eyes out ya skull, 'cause 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 left is a muthafuckin' dent in the alley Beanie Franks is the on the grand finale
Yeah, tha shit I'm talkin' about, nigga Now it's time for Banks to spit
Turtle Banks, you know, it's my to buss And make weak muthafuckas to dust And if you weak you die in the of Chi It's deep drive by my bullets fly in the Them niggas ballin' mufuckas fakin' of facin' Legit Ballers at ya crib waitin'
And now you shakin', call the to come chase me I make them punk muthafuckas up for safety A bitch, a pickle, a chicken, a clique, niggas is For they skits and they scourges, now I'm pimpin' the 'Cause I'm urgin' and rearrangin' your muthafuckin' face like a Lyrics layin' wit a four that's what I be 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 or the stage, A 45 or a gauze That's why me and the Twista always hittin' the front For what? 'Cause we so cold and when we enter the car Niggas cluthcin' they hoes, so it, fall wit dust And get while Nitty bustes the facts in the grand finale
Yeah, 'lil nigga, it's once for you bitches Y'all can't touch Legit And just you thought it was over T-Nitty in doin' danger
The names Nitty, you know, I'm off like a gangsta Disrespectin' the mob, I bang ya, and everyday Situation when I was caught by, fuck a car, I do a muthafuckin' by When the G to the AME, leavin' whole fuckin' familys if I miss some I gotta burn ya, then I'm arrested, for what? Attempt murda, never out done only out
Fuckin' bitches and then I leave 'em boo-hooin', why? 'Cause they addicted to the dick did The and pain, the wing ding inflicted Given niggas two to the Boy, you can't mess wit a mad and hard
Fool, I'm a straight low neva today I be a balla, shot shot caller I don't give a fuck one hoes ain't even 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 easy to kill wit Especially if you poppin' 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 y'all niggas 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 makes you I figure you thinks it's petty but to me its kinda Tell 'em what? I'm makin' fetty, off the man Though we buzzin' I'm thuggin', get drunk And discustin' the way I be bustin' and hustlin'
take second for me to pop off my nine 'Cuse I'm the tiggy-tiggy Twista nigga have been On out of the pick but I was harder Twista to the It's cold 'cause we 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 damned when a role up
Ever compete wit Mobster Elites much beef, it's like You on my tip wit no heat, never smile When the Twistas in the 'cause I got a mask and gloves And I might be 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 time to run down All the muthafuckas that made this shit here My nigga Jag, my Big Ed, Big Fud Charlemagne, Calla One, Chris The
KX, and these all the niggas from Legit family Ty-Nitty, Franks, Miss Cane, Dark side Turtle Banks, that nigga High Beam, the mobstas and Maze White bangin' the beats, Toxic, my nigga Twista And the rest of the whole Legit Ballers family, ya
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