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peezy - intro (ballin ain’t a crime 2) كلمات الأغنية

intro (ballin ain’t a crime 2) lyrics
[verse]
pull up with them sticks and let ’em hit, it’s on the dance floor (da realest)
pull up, get some head in the whip and keep my pants on
i ain’t touched a bag since fifteen, still i’m hands on
you wouldn’t even know if i ain’t tell you, ’cause my hand froze
sixty for a rollie, gary give me what i’m payin’ for
couldn’t even enjoy my first million ’cause my mans gone
feds gave my baby thirty_five, them b_tches dead wrong
that’s why i’m so cautious, can you call me? n_gga, h_ll nah
i ain’t bein’ funny, i’m just lookin’ out for me
bro thought that sh_t was funny ’til they sn_tched him off the streets
that’s why i don’t trust n_ggas for as far as i can see
’cause you can’t explain that feeling when you walk through r&b
i roll me up a blunt and listen to some r&b
pour me up an eight of wock’ in a tahitian treat
these rappers full of sh_t, but you believe them elite
believe what you see, you always see me in these streets
i’m a foreign sneak shopper, thousand bean copper
rose gold watches, kids ask me is it copper?
runnin’ full speed, granny ask me am i stoppin’?
i told her summer comin’, g, i’m tryna ride topless
thirty in my bank, shootin’ cee_lo in the projects
i don’t need a gun, p_ssy boy, i ain’t got tried yet
you can’t a n_gga who ain’t played and he ain’t died yet
when there’s 50k on top your head, where you gon’ hide at?
gangster, but i’m humble, [?] respect
carats in my chain, need a rabbit ’round my neck
[?] grow gang, n_gga, ask about my set
we done went to war and back with all these n_ggas, that’s a fact
but i don’t want smoke, i’m just runnin’ up these millions
i can’t buy the bar ’cause i just bought another building
n_ggas in the hood that ain’t safe for you to live in
boyz ent, we been them n_ggas, b_tch, we still is
suckin’ d_ck with dope gums, pressed up on pro tools
sell it by the gram for itunes, but i got o’s too
teacher called me stupid, so i pulled up to my old school
in somethin’ brand new with paper tags, this ain’t no old_school
throw a gapper on a bad b_tch and change her whole mood
i’ma f_ck tonight and by tomorrow, she’ll be old news
i know i ain’t sh_t, but i ain’t sh_t like her old dude
i take care of my family like a real n_gga ‘posed to
minks in the winter, white lows when it’s hot
raise the price on that yayo when it’s a drought
sellin’ beans to some white hoes from out of town
my n_ggas tell they b_tch to keep they eyes closed when i’m around
’cause i’m charged up
ten thousand dollars on me daily, that’s a soft buck
i might get the neck when i’m in town, but we don’t talk much
pull right off the lot and i went straight to pick my dog up
for motivation, told ’em i’m gon’ represent for all us
we gon’ get this money, anything else uncivilized
focus on my mission, i got rich and i wasn’t even tryin’
suede timbs on in the snow, ain’t got them b_tches tied
rubber band audemars piguet, that b_tch was fifty thou’
i got so much water on my neck, this sh_t be drippin’ down
boy, if i get caught with all this sh_t, it ain’t no gettin’ out
i walked in the club and came out, them n_ggas still [?]
i’m a real boss, it ain’t no way a b_tch can get me fired
hey, this the sh_t we grind all year for
we enjoyin’ life, n_gga, this the sh_t we live for
and i just blew a half a chicken on my earlobes
iced the f_ck up, b_tch, i’m ballin’ like i’m jim jones

- peezy

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