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Артист: C-BoНазвание : Professional BallersДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : gangsta rap hip-hop rap west coast west coast rap Видео:
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featuring Marvaless Pizzo Mac Mall JT Tha Bigga Figga Killa Tay [Marvaless] Yeah ladies first so watch me set it off even the brothers can`t touch us Professional Ballers is what they call us ain`t no tellin who we`re bailin Kentucky Texas ATL strikin in a Lexus The nigga that wanna test this Thought this shit was shut down thought this shit was dead like Makaveli Cali legends keep it goin, bout this player shit I`m knowin Haters, I know you`re bumpin this shit so here`s another *?daltz?* From the Bay to the SCC, you heard us straight from California`s most [Pizzo] We don`t need no practice, no theatrics bout the way we be livin with the Mafia tactics, I be constantly at it Tryin to stack my riches like Bill Gates Servin raw and uncut caine so you can`t hate Because it angers me when niggas try to bite my ass But we be Professional Ballers hittin at the top-notch ass Pass the green leaf on the left, inhale a breath of chronic smoke Exhale like a pro, I be too much for you to cope Chorus: C-Bo We steady countin our money, on a mission to ball All the things we dream we wanna see before we call So we pack heavy, push Chevy`s, makin the `fetti If you`re ready to holler at a Professional Baller *repeat* [Mac Mall] Baby Capone on the loose, skywalk and fly shit off Paraguay, Glock in the drop plus we`re hidin astronauts, turnin in shit for the soldiers that recop Shoot outta state pushin killer Cali rocks Big wreckin ball nuts and you can notify the monks I be flossin in gators, maybe ??? ??? Tennis shoes, press our shit Aliens gank and flew, runnin out to see you with the loot Interlude: Killa Tay Yeah West Coast Mafia, bitch Everybody else can suck a dick [Killa Tay] I`m steadily tryin to get my bail on tapped me up on the cell phone, it ain`t far Stomped in steel toes, I look out my ??? so back up off me The K-I-double L-A T-A-Y, call me the locster Only smokes the bombest chronic, Professional Ballers like the Sonics Respect game, with or without these gold chains We`re sure the West got shit sold from the rap game to the cocaine, come get some Got pounds like a kick drum, got hitmen Payin em under the table, lyrics fatal like a ninja no pretendin, we`re steady ballin Chorus [C-Bo] From the Valley to the Bay, I`m known for stackin chips My 500 whip be hip with the AMG hit `74 drop Caprice, gold ones dip Candy-coated sport, Professional Ballers don`t trip Makin moves, pushin luxuries to ol` schools I spit the A-1, that`s why my pockets weigh a tonne And my crew be Mafioso`s, high performance and low-lows Professional Ballers on the go and get more doe [JT Tha Bigga Figga] Who keep it knockin with mean choppers? My niggas keep it poppin We`re rockin, Professional Ballers, Figga-Ro will be the tallest player that you spot, duck or dodge? It`s all, turn the Impalas all skirty Left em deserted, heat em where their pockets hurted Sold it up by then, two quarters and half a flynn with my nigga Bo-Loc in the 500 Benz Ready to bust and make it happen fo` sho`, so stack G`s with them 8-ball gangstas and the young mack knees and that`s for sheez Chorus | Похожие исполнители:
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