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Tight Whips

504 Boyz

Ballers [Clean] [Bonus DVD]

We ghetto fab, let our bling bling show
Driveway like a dealership, don't walk no more
We wiling out, all day, all night
Cus this is my life, my life,

Take inventory of your assets
Don't be modest or critical
Be open and objective
Get a pencil and paper
Write down every good thing about yourself you

giving into?
I wish you would learn, not for me, but for you
Are you sure you’re okay with your life?
‘Cause as bad as it gets, I don’t think you try

Inside of a living nightmare a story hard to explain
Now let me attain some knowledge by smoking some mary jane
It's okay now everybody thinks that I've

down, my eyes are weary
But hope they can hear me
Imma stand my ground and place
Your direction won't steer me
I'm occupied in this race
And I live by my

full of them drugs we going to do us some more
Stop by the L Store and pop us a Moet so when it's time to fuck yeah she know it's a go
She knew what it

waist, 
you’re talkin’ until you dug 
a hole in on your way down 
I do not care no more 
And you make all the lies and the bad news and believin’ them all

mothafuckin' round
Fuck around with them fuck arounds, you fuck around and get laid down
Flexin' on these niggas, I be stuntin' like it's nothin' (swish)
All

Mama always said you gotta treat people right
But never let them push you around
She told me son you gotta be polite
But you always gotta stand your

the bread or the leg 
My team never talkin to feds 
Hit me to the face 
Then I hit my ex on the gram Like don't let boul get to your head aye 
My sprite that

a good summer for me)
New York, Big City
of Dreams'
To get by, cats doing plenty of things
"Y'all don't really
think I can be
hot in the club
Y'all think

blade, tucked gun, lets meet by the night
He think he a big guy, he's the one begging for his life
He think he a good spi, hit him with that colt-45
He

the streets
A pint of Guinness to kill your kidneys
I meant liver, fuck
Love living superior
By the Hudson river
Beat break so cold, make em fucking shiver
Like

and I mean that literally
I'll fuck you up, I don't mean rapping
I mean that physically
I mean I'm always down to battle
But go too far and I'll strangle

zien
Ze willen me niet ballin' ballin'

My niggers get paper
We don't fuck wit dem boys they haters
I'm married to the paper and in my own lane see ya

come pay me a doctor visit
I fucks wit alotta yall so dont take offense when i say this
Fuck yo position yall be them niggas that we replacin
We opt out

Girl you an angel, don't let em tell you different
You in your own league you aint got no competition
Wali palwa (Blessed)
And everybody know, know, know

your enchilada
I'm fake famous 'round this bitch, still pull up at Shoppers
Y'all know me, I walked down here for some carne asada
Sour cream mixed

P-P-P-Pow!

Esham

Acid Rain

2002

bang don't stop
P-p-p-pow in sync when the glock go pop
P-p-p-pow dead body boys rollin along
I brings it home and my momma help me bury the bones

Drown you in lines im a title wave only pussy and tree give my mind a break who the hell let him out his Rottweiler cage by the way im pound for

as any challenger
But when it came down to
Certain days on the calendar
He would walk around with a 38 caliber
An eighth of this caliber should
Get his