Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song We Ballin', artist - Memphis Bleek. Album song M.A.D.E., in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.12.2002
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Universal Music
Song language: English
We Ballin' |
Yeah, yanahmean? |
Just something for all my niggas in the hood |
They always ask me, what I got to say to the youths and |
Yanahmean when I do these interviews |
Just wanna let em know (we ballin) |
You gotta strap up cause niggas’ll test you |
Whenever you feel that pressure |
You let em know everyday of your life is, check it |
For real we still killin 'em and, each one of 'em |
You know the flow like caine, look it’s numbin 'em |
Look what I done to them, they want run wit 'em |
I let 'em stay few nights but then I’m done wit 'em |
Mami you rollin, get your clothin |
You know one sight of the mansion will get 'em open |
I back out my garage wit, new Ferrari |
Cause I been pimpin this game since Atari |
You hardly, ever see me loving a ho |
I tell a bitch, I’m in love wit my doe |
Cause I’m pimping and, niggas is bitchin and |
We was the pharmacy now you want prescriptions |
Think I’m slippin, like I don’t grip again |
Go 'head trip it ain’t nothing to drop a clip again |
Got my dawgs to catch me when I’m fallin |
Pass the weed and hennessy, I hear it callin |
Nigga we ballin — ready for war and |
Pass the weed and hennessy, I hear it callin |
We ballin — ready for war and |
Pass the weed and hennessy, I hear it callin |
Yeah, I take a sip of that henny I load that tec up |
I hit the block wit the medicine give 'em check ups |
You see I’m vest up, I’m ballin at war |
These niggas wanna see me off, they don’t wanna see me on but |
Proof I’m ballin; |
I put a eighth |
Of that white down in my hood, I can finish it by the mornin |
Re-up by noon, re-kick at night |
Half these dudes doing bids couldn’t live my life |
And you youngn’s in the hood wanna be like P |
Cause every new gat I cop it begin wit a P |
Like, P-89 you niggas' P-92 shit |
You know how dudes «This Proof ain’t for that bullshit» |
And these hoes wanna roll wit a G |
But once I hit 'em wit that G, I have totin the P, cause! |
Yo I hear 'em callin, and every city I travel |
Hoes get at 'em when they see a nigga ballin |
Keep the steel wit me, couple of killas from the hood |
Who blew bail, but still they keep it real wit me |
We ride out (and?) we find out (where?) |
Your little address (and?) blow up your hideout (yeah) |
Who want war? |
hoes they tellin me «E's you ain’t right» |
Like this year I’m gon go South Pole |
This for them haters think I’m slippin, I ain’t |
When I find 'em hiding I tie 'em, they be missin like weight |
But wait, lil nigga don’t be missin my point |
I don’t miss when I point, niggas get killed off point |
And you see, I school a little you, forfeit the game |
I was young, just like 'em, Jay taught me the same |
But I see he hard headed, told em stay in his lane |
Cause them OG’s home and they layin wit K’s cause |
Nigga. |
pass the weed and hennessy I hear it callin |
Pass the weed and hennessy, I hear it callin |
We ballin — ready for war and |
Pass the weed and hennessy, I hear it callin |
Pass the weed and hennessy, I hear it callin |
Pass the weed and hennessy, I hear it callin |
We ballin — pass the weed and hennessy, I hear it callin |
We ballin — ready for war and |
Pass the weed and hennessy, I hear it callin |
We ballin — ready for war and |