(featuring Ken)
[Lil' - talking] Still Ye, we ballin' ballin', haha Ye, real of ballin'
[Lil' I'm still ballin', like daddy and pac Pullin' up in the big do' caddy So top that, I bet you can't cop I let you niggaz eat, now I my spot back Nigga, I the streets, I bring the Yo can't be a muslim, because she suckin' me Balls, 'cause I crawl, down to see ya'll I even get love, way in Oakland my pain, and feel my shit Give me ten minutes, I'll ya a hit Just give me a drawin', me a kick And me drop some tight ass shit Still ballin', we change to you knw they still callin' Twenty inch sprewells still So that mean lil is ballin' I you see the car, you see the ride You look in my eyes, you see I'm The niggaz beef, thinkin' I'm But the reason I'm up, is I sippin' I to have a golden smile Now I wit golden child I went to school, I Nineteen ninety nine I Jumpin' out the lincoln, swaggin' Yeah I got money, so it ain't really be hatin', over hoes that I'm datin' I'm freestylin', is demonstration Bitch ass niggaz wanna act they hard Everybody in the world, know you Oh, you too old for shit, you need to grow the fuck up Nah, but on the you need to blow the fuck up Or shut the up, and get out the game 'cause I'm Jordan, and I want another rang And I you mad, 'cause I'm the champion I know you to stirred, but it can't be done bitch!
[Lil' Flip - Haha, still Haha, ya boi lil flip This the new underground Straight shit ain't on that battle rap shit no mo Sell some You can be the best nigga but if you can't sell no records, gon drop ya Now that Platinum record, one I run the south, out to my niggaz Play-n-Skillz Motherfuckin' Dallas, connection We ballin', Feel me, screwed up You how we do