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Uh. What ya gonna do?? Do you wanna ball?? Lunasicc, come on. What ya gonna do?? Uh. What ya gonna do?? Luna-Lunasicc, wha?? What ya gonna do??*(Chorus- Galloway & Mississippi)* x2How you gonna talk if you really don`t understand, why??that we`re out here tryin to ball, that we`re out here tryin to ball,tell me.Verse 1 *(Lunasicc)*Too much,I think you need to ease on back,Lunasicc, young G`s,ain`t no ten`s on that, I`m gaurenteed to make a mill by the time I get through,ain`t no Versace, juss boss clothes,jeans an tennis shoes,the OG, game tight fo real,I keep it goin boy,breakin out the skills,now who got the party poppin?? Drawls droppin??I`m in a hottie, tryin not to spill a Bacardi,mobbin like a mad man, surfin a Lex,got big pimpin goin like my folks Big Pep,champagne, caviar,ain`t no time fo that,Esso on my table wit a girl in my lap,she think I`m gonna pay fo the things she givin,so I flash my 8-Ball shirt, an keep on dippin,on the real baby, I ain`t gonna pay fo a thang,hit the bar, come back,leave a dolla in change.Ya know.*(Chorus)*Too much on it- repeat x8 then chorus.Verse 2 *(Lunasicc)*AWOLin an ballin,alcoholic fo sheez,straight pervin,I`m swervin in a Coupe on D`s,I`m in yo neighborhood swingin beat loud as hell,when the smoke clears, I`m gone half way to Vallejo,playaz hatin cuz they baby mamas pagin me,I`m a thug, an plus she seen the folks on T.V.ya know the game, it ain`t about Mercedez an Jewels,it`s the way I pop my feast that got yo girl in the mood,I`m a real playa never save a thang in life,who the man?? I claim WESTSIDE fo life,(that`s right)a new year, a new hit fo Sicc,sumpthin fo them glove hoppers,the ultimate fix,so when you see me, it ain`t no need to try an talk bad,I be mobbin, gettin silly in a `98 Jag,in the parkin lot, is where the playaz roam,pop my coller, yo boy tryin to take sumpthin home,come on.*(Chorus)*Verse 3 *(Lunasicc)*So now that the partys gettin off the hook,I`m a sprinkle one mo, fo I close the book,I`m all out fo the loot, an as the world goes `round,keep a look out fo G`s when I hit yo town,pound, fo pound, I break the walls down wit a hit,no cussin, don`t even try to trip on this,I`m the new keep,meanin I`m the Shis-I-T,gettin gone in the head like Bob Marley,now, all the real playaz let me see yo hands,tell me who`s the man,clean radio jams,beat bumpin,money stackin,fact not fiction,give me the zig-zag,I`ll do the twistin,Dom Perion, uh-uh,I`m the bomb,but I still got a thang fo that hoe Lashon,feel me,the life of the rich an famous,nah,the life of the evil an shameless,come on.*(Chorus)* Until end.Tryin to balllll!!! Get our mon-eeeeey!!!

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