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Str8 Ballin'
I would share the definition of ballin' with you white folks
But, now, the game if for the soldier, not, so, **** you.
I'm up before the sunrise, first to hit the block,
Little bad motha****a with a pocket full of rocks.
Learn to throw them thangs, get my skinny little *** kicked,
And *****s laugh til' tha first motha****a got blasted.
I put the ***** in his casket,
Now they coverin' the bastard in plastic.
I smoke blunts on a regular, buck when it counts.
I'm tryin' to make a million dollars outta quarter ounce.
And gettin' lost on the five-o, **** them hos,
Got a forty-five screamin' 'bout survival.
Hey, *****, can I lay low, cook some yay-yo?
Hollar "one-time," when I say so.
Don't want to go to the pen, I'm hittin' fences.
Narcs on a ***** back, missin' me by inches.
And they say how do you survive weighin' one-sixty-five
In a city where the skinny *****s die?
Tell Mama, don't cry.
Even when they kill me,
They can never take the game from a young G.
I'm straight ballin'!
Straight ballin'!
Straight ballin'!
Still on parole, and I'm the first ***** servin'.
Pour some liquor on the curb for my *****s that deserve it.
But if I want to make a million, gotta stay dealin'.
It's kinda boomin', and today I'll make a killin'.
Dressin' down like I'm dirty, but only on the block,
It's a clever disguise to keep me runnin' from the cops.
Ha, I'm gettin' high. I think I'll die if I don't get no ends.
I'm in a bucket, but I'm ridin' it like it's a Benz.
I hate to stip, but let my music bump,
Drinkin' liquor, and I'm lookin' for some hos to ****.
Rather die makin' money than live poor and legal,
As I slang another ounce, I wish it was a kilo!
I need money in a major way,
Time to **** my Beyatch! Hey, and gettin' paid.
You other motha****as fallin',
But me, and my motha****in' thug *****s,
We straight ballin'!
Straight ballin'!
Straight ballin'
Damned if I don't, and damned if a ***** do,
So watch a young motha****a pull a trigga just to raise up!
But don't let them see you cry - dry your eyes
Young *****, time to do or die.
I keep a pistol in my pocket,
Ready, on my block
Ain't no time for a ***** to even **** it - ****.
And I done seen that motha****a beat pain,
At point blank range, 'cause he slept on the game.
Ain't a damned thing changed.
Shakin' the dice, now roll 'em,
If you can't stand pain better hold 'em,
'Cause ain't no tellin' what you might roll.
You might go catch AIDS from a slight cold, *****.
Best to live your life to the fullest,
Be quick to kill a fool, got a pistol, motha****a, better pull it.
'Cause even when they kill me,
They can never take the game from a young G.
We straight ballin'!
Straight ballin'!
Straight ballin'.
To my *****s in the penitentiary,
Locked up, like a motha****a, when they mention me,
'Cause you ****in' with the realest motha****a ever born,
And once again it's on,
I'm bustin' on these *****es till they gone.
Who the hell can you get to stop me?
I'm in the projects, parlaying with my posse.
I keep my glock cocked,
I need it, 'cause they're all shady.
I finally made it,
Now these jealous *****es tryin' to fade me!
I ain't goin' out, I'd rather blast back.
I'm on the corner, with my *****s, watchin' cash stack.
And I came up a long way from food stamps,
And takin' **** from the low-life ghetto tramps.
Could you blame me? If they sweat me I'm a open fire.
What could I do? Pull my trigga, or watch my ***** die.
I'm representin' to the fullest, givin' devil slugs.
I'm on the block, slangin' drugs with the young thugs.
And, motha****a, we be ballin'!
All motha****in' day long, stay strong!
We straight ballin'.