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The Legit Ballers came out with with an unbelievable
Fuck a truce put the side on the
Got killers ride from the loc to the deuce

I heard a shot proof flip gimme a bitch
At the crowd flipping the trigga
You a bitch nigga
Sticking ya up at a meter now you die how do ya figure

Acting with your Capri's on
I come out at the of the woods on ya ass nigga ease on
And where ya no ain't shit to me
Bring that ass to the tailor talking shit sent ya ass

you you weren't meant to be
Jacking over another niggas loot and fucking up the
Born and bad seed outta the
Like David Guenna you wanna see me angry pal
I'll raise up on ya ass like a canal

Get fucking up shit like the trench coat
how we popping ya

Them state street will get ya
be ducking when you running or they gonna hit ya
Them side guys will get ya
Burning the rubber off the 20's they get with ya

Them South boys will get ya
Ready to straight outta control scummy off the liquor
Them Chi boys will get ya
Throw up your guns and bust a and be pure scripture

Let 'em all know now we piece and
Talk about shit we ain't choking thangs
I gave two to the motherfucking chop and watch his body drop man
Let em test the skills of us niggas thats inclined

off on the rocks and Monica red link
While young guns on the grind
Out on the what would a tribe nigga do
In a kill or be situation

Drama's what you motherfuckers
While he running I'm like Jason
Shocking your motherfucking like grave dig
we dumping you all the say did

I bring pain to niggas who be hating
Fortification 'bout my nation got me sniffing up
Gimme the dig a ditch
the motherfuckers like old ancient blue prints

Execute you use 'em, 'em, hit 'em, split 'em 4 to the vest
What a way make to rhinos rip through the
God bless us that hold our own controls
On a mission the snitch know to get it on

24 hour ghetto jeep is at the
Lynch mob made me how you and your goofy
And your is gone, suffocating em by dozens
Running with grim reapers handing out some good

And it all off some shit you said
Now look at the little pus up in red

state street boys will get ya
Betta be when you running or they gonna hit ya
Them side guys will get ya
Burning the rubber off the 20's before get with ya

Them South side will get ya
Ready to straight outta control scummy off the liquor
Them Chi Town will get ya
Throw up your guns and a slug and be pure scripture

Them St. Louis boys get ya
Betta be when you running or they gonna hit ya
Them Houston guys get ya
Burning the rubber off the 20's before they get ya

Cleveland boys will get ya
Ready to roll straight control scummy off the liquor
Them dirty boys will get yet
up your guns and bust a slug and be pure scripture

Whatcha gone do them niggas run up to you
Don't fold mean mugging you with them thangs out
How you gonna play that terror
Or let the march unfold slaughtery act at 11 to it and die

Laid off in the with a psychotic thugs wont stop playing for keeps
He waiting to get tipped for and your peeps
Clock ticking slow its a quarter past
Lights on lights off in your

block's having problems with electricity
Beat gang and in the of the one you envy
So go collect struck chains greens and
off a little bit of rubber if you ride with me

Slipping the in and put your pistol back on your hip
And I'm giving you of the wild green
Down with niggas Mob stability
Let's em feeling me we bogus with vocal trilogy

Get in a where you get crapped out
Spooking the mouses with design got them niggas pulling out
For the love of the green promotion
if I expose ya mad assed out blowing some backs out

Them state street boys get ya
Betta be when you running or they gonna hit ya
Them West guys will get ya
Burning the rubber off the before they get with ya

Them side boys will get ya
Ready to straight outta control scummy off the liquor
Chi Town boys will get ya
Throw up your guns and bust a and be pure scripture

St. Louis boys will get ya
Betta be when you running or they gonna hit ya
Them guys with get ya
Burning the rubber off the before they get with ya

East Coast boys will get ya
Ready to straight outta control scummy off the liquor
Them South boys will get yet
Throw up guns and bust a slug and be pure scripture