Luyện nghe bài hát Grand Finale

Check out ya dig?
You've to the last and final record
Toxic gettin' on you hoes
My nigga KX-Zilla, Steve the man droppin' the rhythm
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 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 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 shit, you can't manage them thangs
The robber and born in the range
Battle the match and bang, I my gun up high
Screamin', "Fuck 'em all" then I get in that as cholesterol
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, the penalty
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
Whats left is a muthafuckin' dent in the
Beanie Franks is the shit on the finale

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

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 drive by my bullets fly in the seat
niggas ain't ballin' mufuckas fakin'
Scared of facin' Legit Ballers at ya crib

And now you shakin', call the guys to chase me
I make punk muthafuckas buckle up for safety
A bitch, a pickle, a chicken, a clique, is sick
For they skits and they scourges, now I'm pimpin' the
'Cause I'm urgin' and rearrangin' muthafuckin' face like a surgeon
Lyrics layin' wit a four that's I be fuck settin' every peace

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

Yeah, 'lil nigga, been once for you bitches
Y'all touch Legit Ballers
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 gotta bang ya, and
Situation when I was caught by, fuck a car, I do a walk by
the G to the AME, leavin' whole fuckin' familys greivin'
'Cause if I miss some I gotta ya, then I'm arrested, for what?
Attempt murda, out done only out doin'

Fuckin' bitches and then I leave 'em boo-hooin', why?
'Cause addicted to what the dick did
The and pain, the wing ding inflicted
Given niggas two to the
Boy, you mess wit a mad and hard head

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

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

Yeah, that shit was
Last but not least up in here
The orignator of the style all y'all been biten
And to you how it's 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 thinks it's petty but to me its kinda
Tell 'em what? I'm makin' fetty, off the man
we buzzin' while I'm thuggin', get drunk
And discustin' the way I be pistols and hustlin'

take second for me to pop off my nine
'Cuse I'm the tiggy-tiggy Twista nigga what have
On out of the pick but I was harder Twista to the
It's 'cause we been smokin' on dro
So nigga when you a listen, you wonder who I'm dissin'
Don't leave without permission, the Baller-T aka The Roller
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, smile
When the Twistas in the club 'cause I got a mask and
And I be bustin' out slugs, I'm comin' raw
I'm smokin' on kali, gang bangin'
Wit Mobsta on the muthafuckin' Grand Finale

Yeah, that's how muthafuckin' ballers
Lay it down nigga, now it's time to run
All the muthafuckas made this shit here happen
My nigga Jag, my 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 mobstas and Maze
Chine White bangin' the beats, Toxic, my nigga
And the rest of the whole Legit Ballers family, ya

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