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We Ballin (Explicit) - Z-RO
Young Chris worldwide
What we doing 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
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 sh*t 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
Ni**a balling mayn
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
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 a** ni**a
In the field a** ni**a
Eagle talons and hollows
Up in my steel a** ni**a
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
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
When I ball if you don't like me
It's fa sho you gon knock it
And when the diamonds get to shining
Sh*t I know you gon want it
Z-Ro and Young Chris
We ain't balling baby
Check the track record ni**a
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
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
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
