Текст песни Killa Tay - Hard Ball, слова песни Killa Tay

Текст песни Killa Tay - Hard Ball

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This gameIs to be sold not toldPay styles, pay pay stylesPay styles, pay stylesFeds tappin in on shitYou know, playin hard ball(Killa Tay)I never liked to sign autographs, I mash for all the cashMy third eye shine like brass, my life flashI blast, when I ride past, pervin and swervinOff the cream soda and bourban, puttin in work like serviceIt ain`t no get back punk, my mini spit back chunksWon`t be caught up in no scandal, we gon` handle the funkI`m representin for the Yay cause, ain`t no loveFor none of these pretty-boy ballers, they just some fake thugs, wit a Yay plugWe them niggaz runnin up yo house regulatinDo or die, down for the scrilla, we cheddar chasinMomma gave birth to a killa, premeditatin????, ready to resurrect my thug nationCreepin while they sleepin like gorillas in the mistIn Y2K hits, my niggaz spray shitEvery solution, it`s revolution, so we all shootinFuck the system, I refuse to be the victim of an executionIt`s ??? from prison, that I`m tryin to stay livinAnd givin no gloved out, we thugged outUntil the death of me, I`m thinkin bout some treacheryOn the click I get sick, like a nigga wit leprosyWhen they step to meIt`s smash murderHook (C-Bo)It`s Hard Ball, yard call, up against the wallPeople my enemies envy me, write on the wallsWit ya life in draws, blue bandanas and stand tallWhen the dope pop unlock, it`s war til we fall(Repeat)(Killa Tay)Twistin tongues, get em sprung, like the crack rockI gets love from the gardens to the Mac blockI ride hot wit my strap cocked, coast trippinStarted servin stones, now we rappin for chickensBloody victims, camouflaged in ditchesI`m ridin wit the little homie, dodgin you bitchesMobbin these switches, bouncin through the light in the rainMy niggaz mafia connected, spendin life in the gameNo turnin back, we burnin sacks, to try to deal wit the painBefore the feds shoot me dead, I put the steel in my brainI bet they bury me a down ass G, so until I seePrison or hell, I`m thug livin for mailWit clientele from the ATL back to the BayI bubble up, to servin double ups, back in the dayMr. Packin still got the spot, crackin todayUnpluggin niggaz, mean muggin niggaz, passin the JMy block, I keep my squad tight, we make them nightsRidin dirty through the MIA, shakin viceMurder all hoes that go in my way, protect my lifeWit these warfare machinery, high blowin greeneryTouch em like a comedyTickle the spine, twist they mind like GeometryOn my momma I`m a GAny shit that benefit, I representLike a Nazi, til somebody pop meThrow up the dubHook 2x(Killa Tay)It`s been a long time, the West Coast got it crackin nowI`m smokin MC`s like Black & MildTryin to copycat my rappin styleBomb status, savage tactics, gettin my money stacked in pilesI flow like the Nile River, living sermon like a preacherIn the pull pit, still pack a full clipTold you I`m a fool bitch, I stay highKilla T-A-Y, and hear the pound down for the drive-byThese G`s ride, and it ain`t no fear in my heartYou talkin loud, wolfin threats, but I know you a markPlaya hatin so I`m waitin, for the ride to startI come creepin like a ninja when it`s quiet and darkWe playin hard ball, so if you soft step offCause ain`t no hoppin up outta this game, once these shots let offWe rippin they heads off for tryin to crossAttackin like a wolfpack, I push back brains, you know my nameIt`s the K-I-double L-A-T-A-Y, call me the LocstaCan`t be runnin up in these stank routes, and my bank fat like OprahGank sacks to smoke off, we all highIf the funk jump, we Loc up cause, we all rideYou know my niggaz down for the homicides and rapesPo-po catch me bailin, while I`m sellin these tapesI make my money legit.......Sike!I`m makin G`s pushin ki`s, and bustin raps on the mikeWe chippin weed at the studio, what`s crackin tonightI hear the Lord callin my name, tryin to get back in my lifeI see the devil`s face deep in my dreams, lookin friendlyBut I recognize the public as my enemyCause I`m coast trippinHook 2xYeah, West Coast MafiaFor my real folksEverybody else suck a dickNigga this FresnoPenzoni for life niggaAll the rest is phoniesBig ballin respect that

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