Текст (слова) песни: Yukmouth - Still Ballin

 
Welcome little boys and girls 
Makaveli... for the luv of Makaveli it`s forever... and ever 
Come on... yo 
 
(Yukmouth) 
Hey yo `Pac we still ballin 
Dodgin all these haters and task 
wit Lil J up in jag...makin legal papes and cash 
No mo pullin capers in mask...nothin can save you from that 
Tear up yo place wit the slapz and hit ya safe for the snaps 
No longer waitin in back..I`m jus facin the facts 
Cats fakin ya mak...waitin to jack..soon as the day it will past 
Word..turn thru new jersey,swerve..on the wrong side of town you serve 
This for my nicca on the third...for my homeboyz yok (khadifi) and `Pac 
You got `em jockin `Pac, I know ya watchin `Pac 
Like shots at cops I ride on my set 
and I`m bangin Makaveli 5, people think you never really died 
they try to tell me why and say 
Makaveli was that guy who faked his on death 
Come on champ.. would you fake yo` own death 
wit two to the head, ya jus a stank head 
Now bounce like the bankhead, thuggin aint dead 
It`s sacred, we still ballin... 
 
Chorus: 
 
Don`t cry, dry ya eyes and say 
`Pac we still ballin ballin 
Jus look up in the sky and say 
`Pac we still ballin ballin ballin 
Poor some liqour on the ground and say 
`Pac we still ballin ballin ballin 
to think, if he could see us now 
 
(Yukmouth) 
Hey `Pac we still ballin, congregate the bloodz and cuz 
Vice Lords and Disciples, I got luv for thugs 
Even the hoodrats and scrugs that we duck in the club 
Sucka for luv, I introduce bustin dem slugs 
Hustlas and drugs, we all lust for money and fast cars 
The life of a rap star, floatin in jaguars 
Ball with a rappa,learn how to stack tall 
money longer then Shaq y`all (weeeeesssstttttsiiiiiiidddddeeeeeee) 
I look back y`all, I smoked out wit redman 
Aim an infared at the head of a rapper tryin to make a livin off a dead man 
Descend a dead man, I know the drama is thrillin 
They stole every song you made and owe yo mama sum millons 
We got children pleadin stop wit cha (I can be like `Pac) 
Raps and rocks wit gats and glocks ya act like `Pac 
Wit all them songz you stole from D.U. 
If Makaveli was alive, he would`ve rolled on you fools 
and that`s for real 
 
Chorus: 
 
dey can bite all they want say `Pac 
we still ballin ballin ballin 
west side..south side say `Pac 
we still ballin ballin ballin 
we gonna keep the thuggin alive say `Pac 
we still ballin ballin ballin 
rap-a-lot mafia life say `Pac 
we still ballin 
 
(Yukmouth) 
Young nob, Kastro, Edi and Bo 
signed to rap-a-lot get the cash flow its easy to do 
I know its easy in you 
The homies seen Biggie Smallz jockin yo rap and rhymes 
Watch us all become outlaws 
Doggy Dogg signed to no limit 
It`s coo` cause before that doggy dogg was gettin no spinach 
And thats no old gimmick 
You know whut a real thug iz...wit the swears and cusses 
it`s like comparin a bentley to a cutlass.. 
you roll old ass buckets, we roll dutchez... 
ya roll wusses and I`m burnin out dodge viper clutches 
you gotta luv it, how we take this thuggin to the next 
20 geez on my wrist, 90 hundred on my neck 
Jubilees and baguettes, spell tattoees on my belly 
cuz we do this for the luv of my nicca Makaveli 
if i die pour sum brew on the ground 
dont boo-hoo and frown 
just like up in the sky and smile for me now (echoin) 
 
to the day that i die say `Pac 
we still ballin 
wave ya hands in the sky say `Pac 
we still ballin 
west side south side say `Pac 
we still ballin 
east side north side say `Pac 
we still ballin 
the regime outlawz and yuk 
we still ballin 
rap a lot lil j and face 
we still ballin 
diggity daz and kurupt say `Pac 
we still ballin 
e 40 fonz and b-leigeezi say `Pac 
we still ballin 
all my dogz everywhere say `Pac 
we still ballin 
and all my real ass thugs say `Pac 
we still ballin 
 
(Yuk) 
a dedication to the legendary Makaveli 
god bless his soul 
time to ride for my patna on these bitin ass characters in the industry 
 
ride or die (10x) 
still ballin (20x)
 

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