I would share the definition of ballin' with you folks But no
I'm up before the sunrise, to hit the block Little bad mothafucka with a pocket of rocks And I'm these thangs, get my skinny little ass kicked And niggas laugh, til' tha mothafucka got blasted I put the in his casket Now they coverin' the bastard in I smoke on a regular buck when it counts I'm tryin' to make a million dollars outta ounce And gettin' lost on the five-o, them hos Got a 45 screamin' about Hey nigga can I lay low, cook yay-yo "one-time" when I say so Don't want to go to the pen, I'm fences Narcs on a nigga's back, me by inches And they say how do you survive 165 In a where the skinny niggas die? Tell don't cry when they kill me They can never take the from a young G
I'm str8 Str8
Still on parole and I'm the nigga servin' Pour some liquor on the curb for my that deserve it But if I want to a million, gotta stay dealin' It's kinda boomin' and today I'll a killin' Dressin' down like a villian', but only on the It's a disguise to keep me runnin' from the cops Ha, I'm gettin' high. I think I'll die if I get no ends I'm in a with 'em ridin' it like it's a Benz I hate to stip let my bump Drinkin' liquor, and I'm for some hoes to fuck die makin' money than live poor and legal As I slang ounce, I wish it was a kilo A need in a major way Time to fuck my BEEEYATCHHey!, and paid You other mothafuckas But me and my thug niggas
We ballin' ballin'
Damned if I don't, and if a nigga do So a young mothafucka pull a trigga just to RAISE UP But let them see you cry, dry your eyes nigga time to do or die I keep a in my pocket on my block Ain't no time for a nigga to cock shit And now they see that mothafucka pain At point blank range cause he slept on the Ain't a damned thing the dice, now roll 'em If you stand pain better hold 'em Cause ain't no tellin' what you might You might go catch from a slight cold. Nigga Better live your to the fullest You 'bout to kill a fool, got a mothafucka better pull it Cause when they kill me They can never take the from a young G
We str8 We ballin'
To my niggas in the up like a mothafucka when they mention me Cause you fuckin' with the realest motha ever born And again it's on I'm bustin' on these bitches till they Who the hell can you get to me? I'm in the projects, parlaying my posse I my glock cocked I it cause they're all shady I finally it Now jealous bitches tryin' to FADE me I ain't goin' out I'd rather back I'm on the with my niggas watchin' cash stack And I came up a way from food stamps And takin' from the low-life ghetto tramps Could you me if they sweat me I'm gonna open fire What could I do? Pull my trigga or watch my die I'm to the fullest givin' devil slugs I'm on the block slangin' drugs with the young And mothafucka, we be All mothafuckin' day long, stay
We ballin'