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Текст песни Twista and The Speedknot Mobstaz - Legit Ballers

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[Twista]Once again, another Trax productionsRush for the 9-8, mobsta elitesAin`t it a shame how we make ballin` look so sweetEspecially when you ain`t gotta hide your shitYou know what I`m sayin`, you can just ball for freeCampaignin` your nation, in a legit demonstrationAnd gotta face incarcerationEh yo, Liffy Stokes, let `em know what`s happenin`[Liffy Stokes]A nigga been hustlin` so long, God knows I`ve done so much wrongI was 16 grown and holdin` chrome, servin` blows, we in` zonesMy mom didn`t understand me "Boy, you gon` die just like your daddyfrom two to the head, dumped in the riverbedI didn`t to hurt you so badly," I was young and dumbFast life sprung of the money and hoes that it brungHad a clip full of hollows to bring your momma sorrowBut now regret what I`ve doneDrama`s all in the game whether gang bang or slangI had to do my thangWhen the shots rang, that`s when it clicks in my brainAll the shit`s the sameMy nigga need a change, I had to get off out these streetsTo get you out your seatFlip a Trax beat, hit the crib and puff on a sweetAnd let `em feel something deepDeep so the realest can feelHow I felt right before I bust that steelRappin `bout my life of skrillAnd the everyday struggles of a nigga in the chill[Chorus 2x]Come on and take a little trip with a legit ballaChi shot-callers (Shot up the chrome and let`s swang)Tigers all up in the wall(Some bitches in the back and a pocket full of scratch take a match and spark up a little bud and get blown away)[Mayz]This shit I`ve been tokin` is potentGot me straight thinkin` about takin` Mary Jane and elopingBlowin` smoke with the sunroof half-way openedCountercode with the scope in close rangeI guess he gotta aim, and stick a few thangs in the nigga`s brainNo face straps (?) thinkin` that he canPuttin` food on table is an everyday strainBut now I did finally flip my shit legitAnd workin` a different angle of the gameEven though my hussle ain`t changedI`m still prayin` my best presence to overcome my painSingin` tapes of cainThe roads to riches seems longer than the freight trainAnd every little stop keep a nigga tryin` to plotOn the paper you done gain until you drainBut I put that on the foeI`ma flow `til I got no choice, or better yet no voiceBut still by that time I hope to write enough rhymesTo own a fleet real estate with a Rolce RoyceRollin` deep through this Chi-Town streetsWith my mobsta elites on the way to North Riverside MallGivin` thanks to the all for givin` me a legit where to ball atKeepin` shit tight for y`all[Chorus 2x][Twista]On the bus in disgust will I able to throw rocks in my pocketNickel sacks in the otherFor po-pos who watch, can`t stop, it`s hotBut I gotta make a profit for my baby and my motherStraight up hustlerWhat`s the mental frame of mindThat nigga had to have the rollBe sold, or be poor up in these city streetsOr with the pistol playin` for you Mr. ReaperForgive those, I explode like c-4 so give me 50 feetBustin` shots in every directions a nigga stop a moment from getting madeI done witnessed public aid, people get sprayed, the tip raiseAnd momma cry, why my bills won`t get paidIf I have to I`ma send cheese from blowsNobody can hurt me or run thugsta greed, GD`s or foesWorkin` the spot `cause we need some clothesWho ever thought I`d be making money off of my CD`s and showsMy crib got gats in the hall, rats steady crawlRoaches comin` out the cracks in the wallOn the tip, bust it with my back to the wallWork my way up to an ounce, now I`m back to a ballNow I fin to spend stacks at the mallBend the blocks on barbers hopin` my profits stack a bit tallerTwista AKA "The Bitch Caller", bring your money to the mobJust to be a pimp-shit talker[Chorus 2x][Twista]If it`s on, I gotta ride out with my mobstas, hmm-hmmIt it`s on, then I gotta ride out with the mobstas, hmm-hmmIf it`s on, I gotta ride out with my mobstas, hmm-hmmIf it`s on, I gotta ride out with my mobstas, hmm-hmmLa-da-da, la-da-da, da-da-da-da, da-da (Mobstas)La-da-da, la-da-da, da-da-da-da, da-da (Mobstas)La-da-da, la-da-da, da-da-da-da, da-da (Mobstas)If it`s on, I gotta ride out with my mobstas (Mobstas) hmm-hmm

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