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Scarface f Z-Ro

Balls and My Word

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[Verse 1]When I was in the sixth grade, these niggas was bitch madeThey was thinking science, I was thinking get paidI always kept a plan to get doeLike selling the same shit I use to steal from outta stop-n-goI use to run a paper routeBut that ain`t pay me enough, I was still on the busMy momma would always tell me don`t you rush to get oldBut rarely did I listen to the shit I was toldI was a ghetto boy long before the rap group existedI use to take my lunch money and pitch itI stayed on suspension, I ain`t fuckin` with schoolTruant officers be chasin` me, I`d give `em the bluesHit the pipes off of Roomer just to pass the timeShoot the shit and walk to Shamrock, stole me a wineGet smashed and hit the bus stop when school let outGet off at tina house and bust that cotWalk up outta Ridgemont smelling like fish in my pocketThen back to the southside walking home from WatkinsI stopped to see the homies off of Huckala streetAll you game in the front yard bumpin` this beat[Chorus: Z-Ro]Ever since I could remember I been on my grind,All the timeNothing but paper and pussy and the finer things on my mindI had to ShineBy any means necessary I had to go out and get itAnd come back wit it, thug life I was wit itMy balls and my word told a nigga that the world was mineThat`s why I stay on the grind[Verse 2]I remember when the dope game started up, serving the hypesI was seeing more doe than I ever seen in my lifeI was rocking up eightballs and knowing the shakeKept a thousand in my pocket, twenty more in the safeI had my grandmother guessing how I got that shit`Cause every other day I had to buy new kicksOlder cats steppin` to me as if I was the manGetting telephone calls from my uncle`s friendsI`m sixteen years old, with game so throwedI was parking niggas frontin` me and fucking they hoesEventually I moved out, rented a houseI`m stretching the dope, cuttin` seventeen from an ounceWe cop ya pots fulla spray, I`m moving big weightBut that was back in the days, nobody thought about a dope caseIt`s all mapped out, get in get outThey giving mutha fuckas ten years for each rockIt`s fucked ain`t it, but I`m lookin` at the picture they done paintedThey hanging all these niggas who`s careers was dope gamin`The crack epidemic had you locked if you was in itAnd even if you stepped out with bread you couldn`t spend itIn the beginning niggas had they whole hoods floodedWit that Antonio Montana disease like "fuck it"And drug wars just another day in the lifeYou fucked over me, I fucked you, done gave me the right[Chorus][Verse 3]I`m up and down I-10, with a car full of hensFinta check my ends, finta get this BenzStopped short of my drop spot by red lights flashingI`m dirty, and if he wants to search I`ma blast himI roll the windows down so I can show him my handsWouldn`t you know, the cop done pulled me over my manI got a brand new plan take this shit to the lineStop an Sony`s and give it back I`ll give you a dimeWith ten thousand you can go to work for a weekTake some time off to think, I`ll even throw in a keyHe stopped at the mo`, I gave him the doeChecked in my room then whooped out the scale and the blowThere`s a knock at the door, I grabbed the four-fourIt was the homeboy who set me up down on the floor[Chorus]

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