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I Gots To Ball
05:31
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I gots to ball
I cannot fall
I gots to ball
I can't fall
I'm gon' keep winning for real
I'm loving this like my drop Lac on twenty inch wheels
Just hopped off the new Lex on things
My Lamborghini doors open like chicken wings
But I never touch the steering wheel of my Bentley
'Cause when I ride that, my chauffeurette come get me
In my house I got thirteen maids
Seven from the motherland and six from Spain
These ladies straight take care of they thug
Massages, bath sex, showers and back rubs
What can a baller say?
Sometimes I just chill and don't leave for days
Gettin' freaked while watchin' my ninety inch flatscreen
Ring a bell, fourteen more girls are checkin' to see
If they G need huggin'
Warm touching, or old fashion fuckin'
I gots to ball
I cannot fall
I gots to ball
I can't fall
My Maserati go hard
Indoor and outdoor court in my backyard
Every race of female I'm housin'
My pool big enough to fit one thousand
So why did I get that Navi?
So I can freak it out, like my Escalade caddy
And at that bump
Put the box in the back and let it thump out the trunk
Appetizer puts me in a eatin' mood
My cook peepin me out, as she makes my food
But this time I don't like the meal
She come to kiss me and say she love me still
How many cars does one G need?
I don't know and I don't care 'cause I got the green
Security cameras on my house, no burglar bars
'Cause I keep more heat than a day on Mars
I gots to ball
I cannot fall
I gots to ball
I can't fall
I gots to ball
I cannot fall
I gots to ball
I can't fall
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My hops
They wanna see me gone cause of my hops
Shot in the dome cause of my hops
And ballin' no more cause of my hops
My hops
They wanna see me sprayed cause of my hops
And sleepin' in a grave 'cause of my hops
And not getting paid 'cause of my hops
Ballers know the deal when they see me in the place
Follow up, two-hand dunk, nuts in ya face
See, you was under the goal
Where the big boys play, so now you know
I'm 6"2' with crazy hops
From that two-hand in my video, I'm still gettin props
Light feet, I wear a size 10
That's why I'm gettin' up time and time again
Boys look like they wanna squab when they see me snowbird
'Cause they know they gonna get a two-hand-reverse
Or I might just do a self alley
And hang on the rim 'til your posse wanna blast me
Yeah, that's how I do
On this hoop court, I'm a fool
And I'm still getting up
To get the whole place crunk
My hops
They wanna see me gone cause of my hops
Shot in the dome cause of my hops
And ballin' no more cause of my hops
My hops
They wanna see me sprayed cause of my hops
And sleeping in a grave cause of my hops
And not getting paid 'cause of my hops
I'm paid, I gives a fuck about a win
I'm trying to get me a nasty bam in
A loss I don't bar
I leave the court and get freaked by three stars
That's the life of a G
My hoop shorts too long to ever see a knee
White or black t-shirt, that's a bet
And I'm always dry, 'cause real ballers never sweat
Damn, a thug got game
I could've hooped in the pros but mothafuck a plane
And boys know where I be
Marian, ballin', is where to find me
Hooping on a Thursday night
Rising to the occasion, and taking time flight
And oh yeah, I got that thang with me
Under the bleachers you'll do a 360
My hops
They wanna see me gone cause of my hops
Shot in the dome cause of my hops
And ballin' no more cause of my hops
My hops
They wanna see me sprayed cause of my hops
And sleeping in a grave cause of my hops
And not getting paid 'cause of my hops
My hops
They wanna see me gone cause of my hops
Shot in the dome cause of my hops
And ballin' no more cause of my hops
My hops
They wanna see me sprayed cause of my hops
And sleeping in a grave cause of my hops
And not getting paid 'cause of my hops
My hops
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3. |
Missing You
04:50
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Needing you, missing you
Wishing you were here right now
I'm needing you, missing you
Wishing you were here right now
I daydream, wishing you would let me come back
But you ain't feeling me so I'm dealing with that
It's wild too, the way I feel
I'm on probation though I wish I could blow kill
But it's chill cuz I'm thinking of you
And I know you'll forever remember me too
Now I'm just thugged ballin'
Caught in the loop, and out ten ballin'
Gangsta hustling, a ballers mission
Destroying, mashing, and crushing competition
Thinking about how we used to grind
You in my arms as I smile one time
Like damn, that's my girl
The one and only piece of my world
The one that was meant for me
The only girl to catch the ...
Needing you, missing you
Wishing you were here right now
Last night I had a good dream about you
Me and you making love, do and I do
And I wish we would do it again
I'd give it all up to be your best friend
I'm being real, I changed my ways
Even though you don't believe me and you think it's game
But one day, you gon' see
Cuz you gon' come through with opportunity
And I'm gon' snatch it by the horns
And be the realest to you that was ever born
And show you how I'm gonna treat you forever
Nothing but happiness though all kinds of weather
You and I holding hands
Going to the top level of a woman and man
Eternally blessed by the folks above
Us flying higher than the eagles and doves
Needing you, missing you
Wishing you were here right now
I'm needing you, missing you
Wishing you were here right now
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Cobra, you got yo gat?
Oh yeah, and I'm ready to attack
Viper, you got yo gat?
Oh yeah, and I'm ready to attack
Cobra, you got yo gat?
Oh yeah, and I'm ready to attack
Venom, you got yo gat?
Oh yeah, and I'm ready to attack
Viper, peep ot these bustas
I'm tired of waiting, time to smoke these suckas
Hell yeah, I'm down with that
Let me run in the house, and grab my gat
But before we straight blast on these suckas
Let me get my pistol whippin' on these motherfuckas
See I told ya, these faggots were slippin'
You still got that four?
Yeah, just let me put the clip in
Which mark you hittin' first?
The bitch ass nigga with that black T-shirt!
And when these boys try to start shootin' the block
I'ma make sure they dead, 'cause I'ma catch 'em in the throat
That's what I'm talkin' about
Let's put these boys to rest so we can hit the spot
And oh yeah, I got some songs set up
Well let's do this my nigga, so we can go and fuck
Cobra, you got yo gat?
Oh yeah, and I'm ready to attack
Viper, you got yo gat?
Oh yeah, and I'm ready to attack
Cobra, you got yo gat?
Oh yeah, and I'm ready to attack
Venom, you got yo gat?
Oh yeah, and I'm ready to attack
We caught that nigga
Now they know about us mark-type figures
And these haters got dope in cash
I'm feelin' that it's time to move fast
You carry the 50 Gs
And I'mma gone stick by with this geek
So what should we do, I guess we could flip it
Or keep it for these hoes a little tippin
These girls I know ain't trippin about yo drugs or yo bucks
All they wanna do is straight up fuck
Damn, them some real ass freaks
Yeah these hoes choosin', all in the streets
Our choice, get in the jacuzzi
Or smash at the bar while we drunk, getting woozy
My nigga, I ain't trippin
Lets go ride out and get these broads we hittin
Cobra, you got yo gat?
Oh yeah, and I'm ready to attack
Viper, you got yo gat?
Oh yeah, and I'm ready to attack
Cobra, you got yo gat?
Oh yeah, and I'm ready to attack
Venom, you got yo gat?
Oh yeah, and I'm ready to attack
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5. |
Thug Verses
04:57
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6. |
Stuck On Grind To Shine
04:32
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7. |
I Ball Or Die
05:28
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This N**ga Will Kill Ya
04:55
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This G They Wanna Be
04:50
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Exciting
03:30
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