[Hook: x2] We balling, screens falling We crawling, shot calling [Lil' Head:] Everytime I hit the block, I convert my top In J8 with Palamene, on Bravin
ain't want da bird cause I been killng dese hoes Dese niggas jus drop dead' in da drop head All we do is bop head To da side like busta in da pepsi add
down till your head touch your shoes muthafucka Sulute me sulute me sulute me sulute me Salute or shootyou choose muthafucka Bow down till your head touch your shoes muthafucka [Lil
Was Drunk My Eyes Were Red I'm Kinda Known So I Wanted Some Head Somehow We Ended Up In A Bed Little Did I No She Dreds On Her Legs And A Wig On Her Head
I'm walking on the sky) [Verse 2: Lil O] Sippin on the speed tapes Heading to the weed place This boys think they ball baby They should see what we weight
till the day that I die That's my big homie boy Lil Ke Boy you know I love you it's you and me In this damn thing we going to do it for the screw And
B) And we're sho nuff gon shine (and we're sho nuff gon shine) Making everybody lose their mind (everybody losing they mind) [Trae] The same niggaz on the block, wrecking it won't stop We
case I don't really give a damn about nothing, but my Nina and my sawed off You can call me Deadly Head, cause I'm blowing they balls off Anybody bitch
I'm steady balling, shot calling I'm clowning em baby [Hook] Steady balling, tonight We gon ride while we sipping and smoking Steady balling, outta control We
(feat. Lil Fate, Tity Boi, Chingy) [I-20] Yeah Yeah [Tity Boi] Yeah, Yeah Hey, hey, hey, hey [Chingy] Yeah Yeah [Lil Fate] Yeah Yeah [All] Yeah Yeah [
m' boys... Brother Marquis, Fresh Kid Ice, and Mr. Mixx. We're players from way back. We used to mutt out hoes togetherand everything, y' know. But uh, my lil
same time Split the pie with the homie, ball at the same time Any nigga splippin', fall at the same time We all links in the chain, tryin to gain, do time We
to kick it Where we could drink liquor And no one bickers over trick shit A spot where we could smoke in peace And even though we Gs We still visualize
a casket, on the grind I'm faster Yea nigga I heard, lil' moo gave me word you get paroled on the 3rd,ill roll up we get served We out here frontin, still
I Got A Room And A Hard On , Still Down? U Been Staring A Bar Full Of Black Dudes Say You Wanna See My Scar And My Tattoos When We Headed For My Hide