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Текст песни: I would share the definition of ballin' with you white folks, but now
The game is to be sold and not told, so, uh, fuck you
I'm just livin' and I'm loving, waitin' for the moment
When you got time to kill
I'm up before the sunrise, first to hit the block
Little bad motherfucker, with a pocket full of rocks
Learn to throw them thangs, get my skinny little ass kicked
And niggas laugh 'til the first motherfucker got blasted
I put the nigga in his casket
Now they coverin' the bastard in plastic
I smoke blunts on the regular, fuck when it counts
I'm tryna make a million dollars out a quarter-ounce
And gettin' ghost on the five-o, fuck them hoes
Got a .45, screamin' out, "Survival"
Hey, nigga, can I lay low? Cook some yayo
Holler, "One-time," when I say so
Don't wanna go to the pen', I'm hittin' fences
NARCs on a nigga's back, missin' me by inches
And they say, "How do you survive weighin' one sixty-five
In a city where the skinny niggas die?"
Tell mama, "Don't cry," even when they kill me
They can never take the game from a young G
I'm straight ballin'
I'm just livin' and I'm lovin', waitin' for the moment (straight ballin')
When you got time to kill
Uh, yeah, straight ballin'
(Where my niggas at? That's why I fucked with a thug, uh
I'm just livin' and I'm lovin', waitin' for the moment (straight ballin')
When you got time to kill
I'm still on parole, and I'm the first nigga servin'
Pour some liquor on the curb for my niggas that deserve it
But if I wanna make a million, gotta stay dealin'
It's kinda boomin' 'round the way and today I'll make a killin'
Dressin' down like I'm dirty, but only on the block
It's a clever disguise to keep me runnin' from the cops, heh
I'm gettin' high, I think I'll die if I don't get no ends
I'm in a bucket, but I'm ridin' it like it's a Benz
I hit the strip and let my music bump
Drinkin' liquor and I'm lookin' for some hoes to fuck
Rather die makin' money, than live poor and legal
As I slang another ounce, I wish it was a kilo
I need money in a major way
Time to fuck my biatch, I'm gettin' paid
You other motherfuckers crawlin' (oh, yeah)
But me and my motherfuckin' thug niggas, huh, we straight ballin'
Y'all know what time it is
This the part where y'all loc up, you know what I'm sayin'?
I'm just livin' and I'm lovin' (straight ballin')
(Fifty-five, nigga, do the time)
Waitin' for the moment (police right behind you)
When you got time to kill (they can't see me, they wanna be me)
Yeah, straight ballin'
Straight motherfuckin' ballin', start lettin' it off, nigga
This '94, and niggas want more
I'm just livin' and I'm lovin' (we straight ballin')
(That's how it's goin down, my motherfuckin' nigga)
Waitin' for the moment
When you got time to kill
(Bulletproof vests and all, you know?)
I'm damned if I don't, and damned if a nigga do
So watch a young motherfucker pull a trigger just to raise up
But don't let 'em see you cry
Dry your eyes, young nigga, time to do or die
I keep a pistol in my pocket, ready
On my block, ain't no time for a nigga to even cock shit
And I done seen a motherfucker peep pain
At point-blank range 'cause he slept on the game
And ain't a damned thing changed
You shakin' the dice, now roll 'em
If you can't stand pain, better hold 'em
'Cause ain't no tellin' what you might roll
You might fold, catch AIDS from a slight cold, nigga
Best to live your life to the fullest
Be quick to kill the bull, got a pistol, motherfucker, better pull it
'Cause even when they kill me
They can never take the game from a young G
We straight ballin'
Yeah
My motherfuckin' niggas
I'm just livin' and I'm lovin' (straight ballin')
(They have you niggas believe you 'bout to die)
Waitin' for the moment
When you got time to kill (when we really comin' up like a motherfucker)
(And you know, we straight ballin')
You know what I'm sayin', fuck that small-time nickel-and-dime shit
If you gonna do it, do it, nigga
I'm just livin' and I'm lovin' (if you want it, pursue it, we can handle the shit)
Waitin' for the moment (it's time for niggas to stay ballin')
When you got time to kill (we made this motherfucker, for who?)
To my niggas in the penitentiary
Loc up like a motherfucker when they mention me
'Cause you fuckin' with the realest motherfucker ever born
And once again, it's on
I'm bustin' on these bitches 'til they gone
Now, who the hell can you get to stop me?
I'm in the projects, parlayin' with my posse
I keep my Glock cocked, nigga, 'cause they all shady
I finally made it, now these jealous bitches tryin' to fade me
I ain't goin' out, I'd rather blast back
I'm on the corner with my niggas watchin' cash stack
And I came up a long way from food stamps (biatch)
And takin' shit from these low-life ghetto tramps
How could you blame me? If they sweat me, I'ma open fire
What could I do? Pull my trigger, or watch my nigga die
I'm representin' to the fullest, givin' devils slugs
I'm on the block, slangin' drugs with the young thugs
And motherfucker, we be ballin'
All motherfuckin' day long, stay strong
We straight ballin'
The game is to be sold and not told, so, uh, fuck you
I'm just livin' and I'm loving, waitin' for the moment
When you got time to kill
I'm up before the sunrise, first to hit the block
Little bad motherfucker, with a pocket full of rocks
Learn to throw them thangs, get my skinny little ass kicked
And niggas laugh 'til the first motherfucker got blasted
I put the nigga in his casket
Now they coverin' the bastard in plastic
I smoke blunts on the regular, fuck when it counts
I'm tryna make a million dollars out a quarter-ounce
And gettin' ghost on the five-o, fuck them hoes
Got a .45, screamin' out, "Survival"
Hey, nigga, can I lay low? Cook some yayo
Holler, "One-time," when I say so
Don't wanna go to the pen', I'm hittin' fences
NARCs on a nigga's back, missin' me by inches
And they say, "How do you survive weighin' one sixty-five
In a city where the skinny niggas die?"
Tell mama, "Don't cry," even when they kill me
They can never take the game from a young G
I'm straight ballin'
I'm just livin' and I'm lovin', waitin' for the moment (straight ballin')
When you got time to kill
Uh, yeah, straight ballin'
(Where my niggas at? That's why I fucked with a thug, uh
I'm just livin' and I'm lovin', waitin' for the moment (straight ballin')
When you got time to kill
I'm still on parole, and I'm the first nigga servin'
Pour some liquor on the curb for my niggas that deserve it
But if I wanna make a million, gotta stay dealin'
It's kinda boomin' 'round the way and today I'll make a killin'
Dressin' down like I'm dirty, but only on the block
It's a clever disguise to keep me runnin' from the cops, heh
I'm gettin' high, I think I'll die if I don't get no ends
I'm in a bucket, but I'm ridin' it like it's a Benz
I hit the strip and let my music bump
Drinkin' liquor and I'm lookin' for some hoes to fuck
Rather die makin' money, than live poor and legal
As I slang another ounce, I wish it was a kilo
I need money in a major way
Time to fuck my biatch, I'm gettin' paid
You other motherfuckers crawlin' (oh, yeah)
But me and my motherfuckin' thug niggas, huh, we straight ballin'
Y'all know what time it is
This the part where y'all loc up, you know what I'm sayin'?
I'm just livin' and I'm lovin' (straight ballin')
(Fifty-five, nigga, do the time)
Waitin' for the moment (police right behind you)
When you got time to kill (they can't see me, they wanna be me)
Yeah, straight ballin'
Straight motherfuckin' ballin', start lettin' it off, nigga
This '94, and niggas want more
I'm just livin' and I'm lovin' (we straight ballin')
(That's how it's goin down, my motherfuckin' nigga)
Waitin' for the moment
When you got time to kill
(Bulletproof vests and all, you know?)
I'm damned if I don't, and damned if a nigga do
So watch a young motherfucker pull a trigger just to raise up
But don't let 'em see you cry
Dry your eyes, young nigga, time to do or die
I keep a pistol in my pocket, ready
On my block, ain't no time for a nigga to even cock shit
And I done seen a motherfucker peep pain
At point-blank range 'cause he slept on the game
And ain't a damned thing changed
You shakin' the dice, now roll 'em
If you can't stand pain, better hold 'em
'Cause ain't no tellin' what you might roll
You might fold, catch AIDS from a slight cold, nigga
Best to live your life to the fullest
Be quick to kill the bull, got a pistol, motherfucker, better pull it
'Cause even when they kill me
They can never take the game from a young G
We straight ballin'
Yeah
My motherfuckin' niggas
I'm just livin' and I'm lovin' (straight ballin')
(They have you niggas believe you 'bout to die)
Waitin' for the moment
When you got time to kill (when we really comin' up like a motherfucker)
(And you know, we straight ballin')
You know what I'm sayin', fuck that small-time nickel-and-dime shit
If you gonna do it, do it, nigga
I'm just livin' and I'm lovin' (if you want it, pursue it, we can handle the shit)
Waitin' for the moment (it's time for niggas to stay ballin')
When you got time to kill (we made this motherfucker, for who?)
To my niggas in the penitentiary
Loc up like a motherfucker when they mention me
'Cause you fuckin' with the realest motherfucker ever born
And once again, it's on
I'm bustin' on these bitches 'til they gone
Now, who the hell can you get to stop me?
I'm in the projects, parlayin' with my posse
I keep my Glock cocked, nigga, 'cause they all shady
I finally made it, now these jealous bitches tryin' to fade me
I ain't goin' out, I'd rather blast back
I'm on the corner with my niggas watchin' cash stack
And I came up a long way from food stamps (biatch)
And takin' shit from these low-life ghetto tramps
How could you blame me? If they sweat me, I'ma open fire
What could I do? Pull my trigger, or watch my nigga die
I'm representin' to the fullest, givin' devils slugs
I'm on the block, slangin' drugs with the young thugs
And motherfucker, we be ballin'
All motherfuckin' day long, stay strong
We straight ballin'
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