Brack Dipped the sermon sticks then we smoked them phat While we rapped about the bitches and all the ho's Can't be in the hole tryin' to ball without
I don't really give a f-ck about it at all cause the same people that tried to black ball me forgot about 2 things, my black balls Uh, I let you into
made him millions and now his daddy need him Finally got a black president look at how they treat him Kids starvin in Africa why only Oprah feed them? What happened to the music
it comes down to this gangsta shit and gun play For the loot, we compute it, quick to shoot it So hit the switch, punk blew it, and bang the music [Hook
Son of Sam bitch, I'm surgical I'm allergic to dyin', you think not? You got balls? We can see how large, when the music stops I was happy havin' a
with Bill Thompson Bill's on the scene, and he's gonna tell us what's going on. Bill? Thanks, Ted Yeah, you can hear, they're just having a ball and
Corey but J-Live was sparked Making pause mix demos with my main man mark Playing ball in the park, there was other heads too I was the herb of the crew
Grind Music bitch! [Sheek Louch] Aiyyo Joell, I'm on this son {"Put some money on it"} Yeah, Don Corlito flyin out a Tito The further I get the ground
'm makin it pour I 'member when I used to have to play that hard Apartment 5B, Forrest Projects y'all A nigga too fat, so I couldn't play ball So I hit
written in the Bible, then it go So when they tell the baby don't do something then I end up doing it anyway like, don't listen to rap, it's the evil music
I'm pokin' freaks So throw the row of keys and let me roll 'Cause this the way we ball, I'm just lettin' you know We like our music slow but our cars
ll be too surprisin' Fuck this nigga cause I'm ridin' Tryin' to come up so quickly No time to stall, lickin' 'em all, got a whole team that's strictly Ready to ball
down get up get down get up and move around round like it was musical chairs Get cho ass off your seat find your self a new chair. Party hard mother fucker party hard have a ball
remember messin with these little girls around the corner My stuff wasn't even hard Remember a brother was lookin for a little candy out the park My mother
[Kanye West] What you gon do? It's GOOD Music and G-Unit Ugh Banks Loso [Swizz Beatz] Ladies and Gentleman you know they made cause cause cause I'm hood
John Stewart/George Yanok (Spoken) I remember when I rode into town that morning in December of forty-eight. Oh, bitter cold. I had on my parka, my sheepskin
to learn Bout yo love, yo will and grace Sometimes I wish I wasn't born in the first place Maybe this first base, God knocked the ball up out the park