Текст песни Crooked I and Eastwood - We Ballin`, слова песни Crooked I and Eastwood

Текст песни Crooked I and Eastwood - We Ballin`

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[Intro]Cali-forn-ia! (bounce)It`s about that time, it`s the new Row, and I`m at yaLet the hogs out, these nigggaz is wilding..[Verse 1 – Eastwood]I gets down with it, smoke a whole pound with itMicrophone terrorist it`s all on the bounce with itFo` pound spit it, yeah its heat to your domeLike what you said nigga, if it`s on then it`s onI`ma smash on sight them niggaz who want beefWith my Row chain hangin` and swangin` all wide, GNiggaz know me, the E-A-S-TI rep the west G, cos we the best seeNow let me see you walk to it, skip to the leftSkip to the right keep, walking all nightSixty fo`s hop, bounce roll twist g`sAnd all my niggaz keep smoking, roll them trees up[Chorus 2X - Eastwood]To all my niggaz see-sawing, we ballin`Tweny inch chrome on the wheels street-crawlin`Heavy in the club smoking dub we ballin`Throwin up tha West on Tha Row shot callin`[Verse 2 – Eastwood & CI]Nigga get yo back up off the wall and keep it gangstaCos creepin` and walkin` across my flo` will get yo back rubbed[CI] And you don`t want that, I get caught with one gatThat`s my playa-hater locater like where the punks at?[E] Niggaz got em` all like, steppin` through the club in them gator shoesWhinies, fuck you, fuck you![CI] We get rid of y`allCrooked I`s with it all, did it all, spit it all, paper we can get it all[Chorus #2 2X - Eastwood]C`mon Hop, roll skate twist bounceget out of them phillies and blaze an ounceI bring the bounce to your lac, hit it front and backI`m g`d to a tee cos I like it like that[Verse 3 – Crooked I]Nobody got game colder than meI call a dumb nigga the lil holme`s even though they older than meCos mentally I`m twice my age, my mind containsPriceless game, wisdom for weeks, advice for daysThe nights the braids the lights the stage the nine the gaugeThe knife the blade the live grenades the heists the raidsThis gangsta life we made, the price we payGive us paper, we might behave, you know?You try to invade, inside of a grave you go!In spite of the ways, this rider remains to grow+Uh Oh+ nigga one rifle blastinThat`ll make you spinnin around like a young Michael JacksonThe LBC and me, gangsta walk when we up in the partyYou gangstaz talk shit and your body catches threeThe C-R double O K-E-D, motherfucker[Chorus][Outro]Westcoast... We ballin`, shot-callin`.Crooked I and that young nigga EastwoodRepresenting the new Westcoast, you know?Weenies, dig that! All in yo mouth with it

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