and ignite mikes My verbal snipe, your vocab on site I'm out tha cut, uncut and raw with no clause for all So all my rhymes hit and split tha bricks
Chorus: dominated by Trick Daddy] Still ballin, until I die You can bring your crew motherf**ker I be ballin, they wonder why (You can bring your crew
glasses We mash on them jealous bastards With a ski mask I'm the first one to warn them Blast it Wrapped in plastic Bullshitting got his ass hit
Tupac & Trick Daddy] [Still ballin'] Until the day I die [Until I die] You can bring your crew [You can bring your crew] But we remain true [Yeah
and if) I die (I die) I don't want you to cry [Hussein Fatal] I stay sharp as always Runnin ya bricks with blitz, through ya project hallways Dumpin crews
with no remorse I absorb bomb less it's without protection for the boss Rollin' in my double, raw, rugged, and ruthless Keep a vest through these hard times, knowin' it's useless And my crew
to hide when we ride [Khadafi] My alias Khadafi, Trump tight so feds can't copy Six-three and cocky quick to hit your bitch if she drop me Severely
me Fresh out of jail, life's Hell for a black, celebrity So that's the reason why I call, and maybe you widdit Fantansies of us sweatin, can I hit
step (Syke) And pussies we crossin when my crew is flossin' Bitches we tossin' And niggas we crossin' It's like a murder rhyme when we hit your hood
steel cuz I feel like a headbanger Yah, I got a gang of shits, styles guns my uzzie wieghts a mutha-fuckin' ton bucking down one, bucking down two, bucking down your crew
gotta learn how to shake the snakes, nigga cause the police love to break a nigga send em upstate cause they straight-up hate the niggas So what I do is get a crew
buy it. Can't afford it? Low budget hoes gotta brother. Peep game. -Chorus repeats- Don't sell out. Get the hell out. Cuz here I come. Hit em with my
a pound a weed, made g's, bought a new house i'm only 17, I'm tha new kid I got me a crew, bought'em jewels, and a uzi but all good things don't last
cops when you see 2pac, Uhh Who shot me, But, your punks didn't finish Now, you 'bout to feel the wrath of a menace nigga, I hit 'em up Check this out
ballin, 'til the day I die You can bring your crew but we remain true motherfuckers Still ballin, niggaz wonder why You can bring your crew but we remain
: [feat. Snoop Dogg, The Outlawz, The Crew] Need the niggers with the click click boom they kiss the rear And like a fellow returns to us... he speaks
Tears don't affect me, I hit 'em with the tech G Disrespect me - my potency is deadly I'm shootin babies, no ifs ands or maybes Hit mummy in the tummy
Pass the clip, I think I see him comin now Fuck the bullshit, posse deep and let's run him down Gots to be the first one to hit ya when we meet Comin