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(*talking*) Young Chris, worldwide What we doing Ro
[Hook: Z-Ro] Balling, when you see us in them streets We`ll be crawling, sipping drank and smoking sweets Shot calling, making paper till we die U-Hauling, with them chickens that don`t fly
[Young Chris] Pull up in the low-low, everything slow-mo The Lex the four do`, Perellis the low crow If you on nineteens, you need mo` and that`s for real Diamond in the back, bumper kits and fifth wheel When I flip it`s a thrill, I give eye by sheers Watching out for my paint, cause five coats gon spill I sprayed wetter than wetter, from South Coast up to San McGregor 4`s poking trunk open, showing chinese leathers From a friend to a pen, standing next to Lick Land I be damned if I`m slipping, I got that hot shit in my hand Jealous fellas gon knock us, certified show stoppers And most boppers they gon bop us, when we pull up on choppas I`m screened up tinted mayn, watch me slide fo` lanes And I`ma swing and swang, and let the back end hang And I still like a tame, young playas we doing thangs Just like Z-Ro saying, nigga balling mayn
[Hook: Z-Ro]
[Z-Ro] When I ball, it be like twenty G`s up in my pocket When I ball anything I want, I`m able to cop it Cause when I ball it`s to the point, to where they think that we broke But I still be popping up on the scene, on a new set of spokes Cause I`m a real ass nigga, in the field ass nigga Eagle talons and hollows, up in my steel ass nigga S.U.C. for life I love it, wouldn`t trade it for nothing Creeping and crawling on swangas, or might be blades with buttons Gucci from head to toe, I`m looking sharp enough to cut ya Gangsta strutting on hatas, cause ain`t no love for bustas Roll with us or get rolled over, we gon show you how it go Young Chris done hooked up with the partna, from Ridgemont 4 And it`s gravy that`s how we ball, on cutters that`s how we crawl And never ever ever ever, that`s how we fall Check my track record baby, I`ve been balling a while Diamonds all on my pinky and neck, all in my smile
[Hook: Z-Ro]
[Young Chris] When I ball if you don`t like me, it`s fa sho you gon knock it And when the diamonds get to shining, shit I know you gon want it Z-Ro and Young Chris, we ain`t balling baby Check the track record nigga, we been balling lately Coming down on a daily baby, thought we was broke Followed behind that Z-Ro, and bo`poking on spokes Now you can still knock us, dick riders they still jock us Ain`t a damn thang changed, switching lanes on choppas We dub riders, your ordinary Southsiders We balling for real, Southsive and that`s for live Today is the day we ball, the next time balling out of control Crawling 4`s up on the scene, valet falling up out the do` Driving reckless through Texas, I shine from my wrist and necklace It`s Chris the youngest one, I`m well protected We be balling daily, never falling baby Check the incoming calls, boppers calling baby
[Hook: Z-Ro]
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