Ballin' 歌词
| 歌曲 | Ballin' |
| 歌手 | YoungStar |
| 专辑 | The Black Bossalini (aka Dr. Bomb from Da Bay) |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| Chorus： | |
| I'll be a baller 'til i die | |
| I'll be ballin' to my grave nigga, i die a paid nigga | |
| I'll be a baller 'til i die | |
| I'll be ballin' to my grave nigga, i die a paid nigga | |
| I'll be a baller 'til i die | |
| I'll be ballin' to my grave nigga, i die a paid nigga | |
| I'll be a baller 'til i die | |
| I'll be ballin' to my grave nigga, i die a paid nigga | |
| Spice 1: | |
| Some niggas be all up in my shit, you need to quit | |
| Sprinkle a motherfucker that will leave you split | |
| Tore back ass out bringing you your hat | |
| Flat broke, talking about fuck that nigga s-p-i | |
| But you can't go one on one spice 1 because i'm born | |
| To die | |
| I gets even up on they ass like punk bitches in ditches | |
| The gangsterism resulting in murderism | |
| Bailing up in your hooptie at the gas station | |
| You facing the killer for real-a punk ass nigga | |
| Where the scrilla | |
| Jacking you for your shit, taking your ends pull off | |
| My mask | |
| Hitting the corner, hopping up in my benz with your | |
| Cash | |
| Mobbing i mash out, you ass out | |
| Left you shot up in your seven-trey glasshouse | |
| Because you don't know me like you think you do, i'm | |
| Down for thefetty | |
| Ready to die for them presidents, high powered and | |
| Deadly | |
| I ask to ball or not to ball, partner answer the | |
| Question | |
| I meet a nigga running up on my hooptie with smith | |
| And wesson | |
| Chorus | |
| Yukmouth: | |
| One time for your mind | |
| Here to represent the pimps, playas, hustlas, ballers | |
| All my niggas on the grind, packing nine millimeters | |
| Nine lives like cheetahs, but your still in ??? | |
| Drug dealers peep the shit that i kick | |
| Hustling, busting down zips making chips | |
| If we ain't making it we taking shit | |
| To the extreme hit the scenery with machine | |
| Gun, get the creamery and ice cream, nobody scream | |
| Nobody run, i come like point blank | |
| Mobbing the motherfucking bank, looking like benjamin | |
| Frank and itake | |
| So many penitentiary chances, to make | |
| Scrilla scratch niggas must have more stack in the safe | |
| I mean ???, nigga your safe is my safe | |
| And i'm gonna make sure that my safe ain't your safe | |
| By putting a .38 up in your face | |
| For running up in my place and shake the spot | |
| And not expect to get your ass shot | |
| Yeah, another one bites the dust, the shyster busts | |
| Caps at your house | |
| Matter fact, niggas don't like the yukmouth | |
| About to l-u, didn't they tell you | |
| I'm a youngster trying to have something like my | |
| Nigga l-q | |
| Ballin' | |
| Chorus | |
| Spice 1: | |
| It's the motherfucking east bay g with the hundred | |
| Clipper, savage thugnigga | |
| See i was born with the lust for money, chrome plated | |
| Triggers | |
| Mob style haulering 187 up in your face | |
| Put a gauge between your throat and tell you that | |
| Your out of place | |
| Motherfuckers don't be knowing we vicious and vicious | |
| To get the cheese | |
| More tickets to g's, cruises overseas | |
| Can't be no punk about the shit that we're in | |
| Got to be a soldier to the game or nigga you'll never | |
| Get your dividends | |
| Balling til i die, until i die i'll be a baller | |
| Let my riders do the dirt and i'll be the shotcaller | |
| Whatever i got to do for the lifestyle that'll pay | |
| Them forever | |
| Never slip stay on my toes nigga walk with the yellow | |
| Stripe | |
| But pull me back, because they cowards and shit | |
| I be the nigga that take your drama and put a twist | |
| In your the shit | |
| Caps get slapped with steel, hot slugs will be your | |
| Meal | |
| Fucking around with my money is just going to get | |
| Your ass killed | |
| Interlude |
| Chorus: | |
| I' ll be a baller ' til i die | |
| I' ll be ballin' to my grave nigga, i die a paid nigga | |
| I' ll be a baller ' til i die | |
| I' ll be ballin' to my grave nigga, i die a paid nigga | |
| I' ll be a baller ' til i die | |
| I' ll be ballin' to my grave nigga, i die a paid nigga | |
| I' ll be a baller ' til i die | |
| I' ll be ballin' to my grave nigga, i die a paid nigga | |
| Spice 1: | |
| Some niggas be all up in my shit, you need to quit | |
| Sprinkle a motherfucker that will leave you split | |
| Tore back ass out bringing you your hat | |
| Flat broke, talking about fuck that nigga spi | |
| But you can' t go one on one spice 1 because i' m born | |
| To die | |
| I gets even up on they ass like punk bitches in ditches | |
| The gangsterism resulting in murderism | |
| Bailing up in your hooptie at the gas station | |
| You facing the killer for reala punk ass nigga | |
| Where the scrilla | |
| Jacking you for your shit, taking your ends pull off | |
| My mask | |
| Hitting the corner, hopping up in my benz with your | |
| Cash | |
| Mobbing i mash out, you ass out | |
| Left you shot up in your seventrey glasshouse | |
| Because you don' t know me like you think you do, i' m | |
| Down for thefetty | |
| Ready to die for them presidents, high powered and | |
| Deadly | |
| I ask to ball or not to ball, partner answer the | |
| Question | |
| I meet a nigga running up on my hooptie with smith | |
| And wesson | |
| Chorus | |
| Yukmouth: | |
| One time for your mind | |
| Here to represent the pimps, playas, hustlas, ballers | |
| All my niggas on the grind, packing nine millimeters | |
| Nine lives like cheetahs, but your still in ??? | |
| Drug dealers peep the shit that i kick | |
| Hustling, busting down zips making chips | |
| If we ain' t making it we taking shit | |
| To the extreme hit the scenery with machine | |
| Gun, get the creamery and ice cream, nobody scream | |
| Nobody run, i come like point blank | |
| Mobbing the motherfucking bank, looking like benjamin | |
| Frank and itake | |
| So many penitentiary chances, to make | |
| Scrilla scratch niggas must have more stack in the safe | |
| I mean ???, nigga your safe is my safe | |
| And i' m gonna make sure that my safe ain' t your safe | |
| By putting a . 38 up in your face | |
| For running up in my place and shake the spot | |
| And not expect to get your ass shot | |
| Yeah, another one bites the dust, the shyster busts | |
| Caps at your house | |
| Matter fact, niggas don' t like the yukmouth | |
| About to lu, didn' t they tell you | |
| I' m a youngster trying to have something like my | |
| Nigga lq | |
| Ballin' | |
| Chorus | |
| Spice 1: | |
| It' s the motherfucking east bay g with the hundred | |
| Clipper, savage thugnigga | |
| See i was born with the lust for money, chrome plated | |
| Triggers | |
| Mob style haulering 187 up in your face | |
| Put a gauge between your throat and tell you that | |
| Your out of place | |
| Motherfuckers don' t be knowing we vicious and vicious | |
| To get the cheese | |
| More tickets to g' s, cruises overseas | |
| Can' t be no punk about the shit that we' re in | |
| Got to be a soldier to the game or nigga you' ll never | |
| Get your dividends | |
| Balling til i die, until i die i' ll be a baller | |
| Let my riders do the dirt and i' ll be the shotcaller | |
| Whatever i got to do for the lifestyle that' ll pay | |
| Them forever | |
| Never slip stay on my toes nigga walk with the yellow | |
| Stripe | |
| But pull me back, because they cowards and shit | |
| I be the nigga that take your drama and put a twist | |
| In your the shit | |
| Caps get slapped with steel, hot slugs will be your | |
| Meal | |
| Fucking around with my money is just going to get | |
| Your ass killed | |
| Interlude |
| Chorus: | |
| I' ll be a baller ' til i die | |
| I' ll be ballin' to my grave nigga, i die a paid nigga | |
| I' ll be a baller ' til i die | |
| I' ll be ballin' to my grave nigga, i die a paid nigga | |
| I' ll be a baller ' til i die | |
| I' ll be ballin' to my grave nigga, i die a paid nigga | |
| I' ll be a baller ' til i die | |
| I' ll be ballin' to my grave nigga, i die a paid nigga | |
| Spice 1: | |
| Some niggas be all up in my shit, you need to quit | |
| Sprinkle a motherfucker that will leave you split | |
| Tore back ass out bringing you your hat | |
| Flat broke, talking about fuck that nigga spi | |
| But you can' t go one on one spice 1 because i' m born | |
| To die | |
| I gets even up on they ass like punk bitches in ditches | |
| The gangsterism resulting in murderism | |
| Bailing up in your hooptie at the gas station | |
| You facing the killer for reala punk ass nigga | |
| Where the scrilla | |
| Jacking you for your shit, taking your ends pull off | |
| My mask | |
| Hitting the corner, hopping up in my benz with your | |
| Cash | |
| Mobbing i mash out, you ass out | |
| Left you shot up in your seventrey glasshouse | |
| Because you don' t know me like you think you do, i' m | |
| Down for thefetty | |
| Ready to die for them presidents, high powered and | |
| Deadly | |
| I ask to ball or not to ball, partner answer the | |
| Question | |
| I meet a nigga running up on my hooptie with smith | |
| And wesson | |
| Chorus | |
| Yukmouth: | |
| One time for your mind | |
| Here to represent the pimps, playas, hustlas, ballers | |
| All my niggas on the grind, packing nine millimeters | |
| Nine lives like cheetahs, but your still in ??? | |
| Drug dealers peep the shit that i kick | |
| Hustling, busting down zips making chips | |
| If we ain' t making it we taking shit | |
| To the extreme hit the scenery with machine | |
| Gun, get the creamery and ice cream, nobody scream | |
| Nobody run, i come like point blank | |
| Mobbing the motherfucking bank, looking like benjamin | |
| Frank and itake | |
| So many penitentiary chances, to make | |
| Scrilla scratch niggas must have more stack in the safe | |
| I mean ???, nigga your safe is my safe | |
| And i' m gonna make sure that my safe ain' t your safe | |
| By putting a . 38 up in your face | |
| For running up in my place and shake the spot | |
| And not expect to get your ass shot | |
| Yeah, another one bites the dust, the shyster busts | |
| Caps at your house | |
| Matter fact, niggas don' t like the yukmouth | |
| About to lu, didn' t they tell you | |
| I' m a youngster trying to have something like my | |
| Nigga lq | |
| Ballin' | |
| Chorus | |
| Spice 1: | |
| It' s the motherfucking east bay g with the hundred | |
| Clipper, savage thugnigga | |
| See i was born with the lust for money, chrome plated | |
| Triggers | |
| Mob style haulering 187 up in your face | |
| Put a gauge between your throat and tell you that | |
| Your out of place | |
| Motherfuckers don' t be knowing we vicious and vicious | |
| To get the cheese | |
| More tickets to g' s, cruises overseas | |
| Can' t be no punk about the shit that we' re in | |
| Got to be a soldier to the game or nigga you' ll never | |
| Get your dividends | |
| Balling til i die, until i die i' ll be a baller | |
| Let my riders do the dirt and i' ll be the shotcaller | |
| Whatever i got to do for the lifestyle that' ll pay | |
| Them forever | |
| Never slip stay on my toes nigga walk with the yellow | |
| Stripe | |
| But pull me back, because they cowards and shit | |
| I be the nigga that take your drama and put a twist | |
| In your the shit | |
| Caps get slapped with steel, hot slugs will be your | |
| Meal | |
| Fucking around with my money is just going to get | |
| Your ass killed | |
| Interlude |
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