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Текст песни Yukmouth - Ballers Feud

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Chorus *(phats bossalini & val young)* 2xThats the ballers feudA thug changes, and love changesThats the ballers feudAnd best friends become strangers.Verse 1*(yukmouth)*Survey says...You know some fake mutha fuckasI know some bustas tooThis fake mutha fucka been causin rukus in my crewSince 92At first I thought he was cool like druAlways hollerin the dangerous crew, but if you only knewThem niggas dont wanna hang wit youCuz of the thangs you doLearn a thang or twoTalkin bad bout yo homies, two bitches who juss be framin youNiggas thinkin bout hangin you, the game is trueEverywhere we go the punk hoo bangin youMakes it kinda hard for me to swang wit youThats why niggas only hang wit dru, my pimpydooFolk-el, smoke out my range rove-elWhat? what? Fuck these broke-elsI hate it when niggas be playin wit yo mail, because they only end upSmoked outBroke as hellDrivin bucketsIm drivin luxury cars and plus shitBenz the lexus the roughest to fuck witSo you wanna be p-i-m-p? You need to get a bitch to fuck you fo freeYou payin gs fo pussy.*(chorus)* 2xVerse 2 *(numskull)*Theres too many playasToo many ballasToo many hustlasToo many killasToo many pimped out mutha fuckasSo now we got the east coast and the west coast feudin to see whosCleanestThe cleanest mutha fucka is the richest and the geniusWhat if you stumbles, like buyin too many housesWit rims to put on yo shit, too many furry couchesWho the mouses nigga, I think you knowinSheadin tears from bitches who take yo shit and keep goinAn dont come back, cuz they done sucked you dick and yo cabbageGot 20 hoes across america livin lavishHatin is juss a hoe thang, yo, I gotta live like thatA bitch can roll wit me, or hit the trackYou can talk about pimpin, you can talk about killinBut when that shit goes down, sound minds will be revealinWhen you die and comeback, maybe you can try again and beat meBut dont try now, cuz you niggas cant see me22, ready to hoo ride at moments noticeFirst to swang, hittin noses, eyes cant focusHocus pocusNow 25 niggas on yaJuss because you moved from californiaBallers feud.*(chorus)* 2xVerse 3 *(kastro)*We went from loved ones, on the way upTo no love at allTime to go though, so I dont give no fucks at allCross the gameDont be playin, stoned get rightI shed blood wit this, and that cant be gone, overnightThis hateMan, could be a cold mutha fuckaClose friends, close as cat scan, love em like my brotherNow iSee em dyin like a mutha fuckaSlow death, no breathMan I love it like my motherAnd thats some cold shit, Im on some mo swole shitListen quickFingers thickLady clitPiss this shit, on yo clitNiggas know Im flossin k-cashCash foldinYou want what Im holdin, my wife an my life stolenWorse enemy, authorityPolice are all enemyRicheously, this life fo me aint as bad as it seems to beBut still in all I love, all I loveTake my ten fingers, my ten toes, an mash outta loveDo it fo yall, all yallMy baby girl an godThis crazy world like a knife in the heart of my causeNow half part of me hardThe other part of me scarredDeath wit out health, but still a nigga prayin to god.*(chorus)* 4x

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