Текст песни Twista - Legit Ballers, слова песни Twista

Текст песни Twista - Legit Ballers

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[twista]Once again, another trax productionsRush for the 9-8, mobsta elitesAint it a shame how we make ballin look so sweetEspecially when you aint gotta hide your shitYou know what Im sayin, you can just ball for freeCampaignin your nation, in a legit demonstrationAnd gotta face incarcerationEh yo, liffy stokes, let em know whats happenin[liffy stokes]A nigga been hustlin so long, God knows Ive done so much wrongI was 16 grown and holdin chrome, servin blows, we in zonesMy mom didnt understand me "boy, you gon die just like your daddyFrom two to the head, dumped in the riverbedI didnt 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 Ive doneDramas all in the game whether gang bang or slangI had to do my thangWhen the shots rang, thats when it clicks in my brainAll the shits 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 lets swang)Tigers all up in the wall(some bitches in the back and a pocket full of scratchTake a match and spark up a little bud and get blown away)[mayz]This shit Ive 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 niggas 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 aint changedIm 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 foeIma 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 yall[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, cant stop, its hotBut I gotta make a profit for my baby and my motherStraight up hustlerWhats 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 directionsA nigga stop a moment from getting madeI done witnessed public aid, people get sprayed, the tip raiseAnd momma cry, why my bills wont get paidIf I have to ima send cheese from blowsNobody can hurt me or run thugsta greed, gds or foesWorkin the spot cause we need some clothesWho ever thought Id be making money off of my cds 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 Im 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 its on, I gotta ride out with my mobstas, hmm-hmmIt its on, then I gotta ride out with the mobstas, hmm-hmmIf its on, I gotta ride out with my mobstas, hmm-hmmIf its 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 its on, I gotta ride out with my mobstas (mobstas) hmm-hmm

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Legit Ballers

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