Текст (слова) песни: Tupac, 2Pac - Str8 Ballin

I would share the definition of ballin` with you white folks...
but no.
(Tupac)
I`m up before the sunrise, first to hit the block.
Little bad mothafucka with a pocket full of rocks.
And I`m totin` these thangs, get my skinny little ass kicked.
And niggas laugh, til` tha first mothafucka got blasted.
I put the nigga in his casket,
Now they coverin` the bastard in plastic.
I smoke blunts on a regular buck when it counts.
I`m tryin` to make a million dollars outta quarter ounce.
And gettin` lost on the five-o, fuck them hos.
Got a 45 screamin` about survival.
Hey nigga can I lay low, cook some yay-yo.
Hollar "one-time" when I say so.
Don`t want to go to the pen, I`m hittin` fences.
Narcs on a nigga`s back, missin` me by inches.
And they say how do you survive weighin` 165
In a city where the skinny niggas die?
Tell Mama don`t cry.
Even when they kill me,
They can never take the game from a young G.
I`m st8 ballin`!
St8 ballin`!
Still on parole and I`m the first nigga servin`
pour some liquor on the curb for my niggas that deserve it.
But if I want to make a million, gotta stay dealin`.
It`s kinda boomin` and today I`ll make a killin`.
Dressin` down like a villian`, but only on the block.
It`s a clever disguise to keep me runnin` from the cops.
Ha, I`m gettin` high. I think I`ll die if I don`t get no ends.
I`m in a bucket with `em ridin` it like it`s a Benz.
I hate to stip let my music bump,
Drinkin` liquor, and I`m lookin` for some hoes to fuck.
Rather die makin` money than live poor and legal
As I slang another ounce, I wish it was a kilo.
A need money in a major way.
Time to fuck my BEEEYATCH!! Hey!, and getten` paid
You other mothafuckas callin`,
But me and my mothafuckin` thug niggas,
We st8 ballin`!!
St8 ballin`!
Damned if I don`t, and damned if a nigga do.
So watch a young mothafucka pull a trigga just to RAISE UP!
But don`t let them see you cry, dry your eyes
Young nigga time to do or die.
I keep a pistol in my pocket,
Ready on my block.
Ain`t no time for a nigga to even cock shit.
And now they see that mothafucka beat pain,
At point blank range cause he slept on the game.
Ain`t a damned thing changed
Shakin` the dice, now roll `em,
If you can`t stand pain better hold `em.
Cause ain`t no tellin` what you might roll.
You might go catch AIDS from a slight cold. Nigga.
Better live your life to the fullest,
You `bout to kill a fool, got a pistol mothafucka better pull it.
Cause even when they kill me,
they can never take the game from a young G.
We st8 ballin`!
We st8 ballin`!
To my niggas in the penitentiary,
Loked up like a mothafucka when they mention me.
Cause you fuckin` with the realest motha fucka ever born,
And once again it`s on,
I`m bustin` on these bitches till they gone.
Who the hell can you get to stop me?
I`m in the projects, parlaying with my posse.
I keep my glock cocked
I need it cause they`re all shady.
I finally made it
now these jealous bitches tryin` to FADE me!
I ain`t goin` out I`d rather blast back.
I`m on the corner with my niggas watchin` cash stack.
And I came up a long way from food stamps.
And takin` shit from the low-life ghetto tramps.
Could you blame me if they sweat me I`m gonna open fire.
What could I do? Pull my trigga or watch my nigga die.
I`m representin` to the fullest givin` devil slugs.
I`m on the block slangin` drugs with the young thugs.
And mothafucka, we be ballin`!
All mothafuckin` day long, stay strong!
We st8 ballin`.

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And they say how do you survive weighin` 165 In a city where the skinny niggas die? Tell Mama don`t cry. Even when they kill me, They can never take the game from a young G. I`m st8 ballin`! St8 ballin`! Still on parole and I`m the first nigga servin` pour some liquor on the curb for my niggas that deserve it. But if I want to make a million, gotta stay dealin`. It`s kinda boomin` and today I`ll make a killin`. Dressin` down like a villian`, but only on the block. It`s a clever disguise to keep me runnin` from the cops. Ha, I`m gettin` high. I think I`ll die if I don`t get no ends. I`m in a bucket with `em ridin` it like it`s a Benz. I hate to stip let my music bump, Drinkin` liquor, and I`m lookin` for some hoes to fuck. Rather die makin` money than live poor and legal As I slang another ounce, I wish it was a kilo. A need money in a major way. Time to fuck my BEEEYATCH!! Hey!, and getten` paid You other mothafuckas callin`, But me and my mothafuckin` thug niggas, We st8 ballin`!! St8 ballin`! Damned if I don`t, and damned if a nigga do. So watch a young mothafucka pull a trigga just to RAISE UP! But don`t let them see you cry, dry your eyes Young nigga time to do or die. I keep a pistol in my pocket, Ready on my block. Ain`t no time for a nigga to even cock shit. And now they see that mothafucka beat pain, At point blank range cause he slept on the game. Ain`t a damned thing changed Shakin` the dice, now roll `em, If you can`t stand pain better hold `em. Cause ain`t no tellin` what you might roll. You might go catch AIDS from a slight cold. Nigga. Better live your life to the fullest, You `bout to kill a fool, got a pistol mothafucka better pull it. Cause even when they kill me, they can never take the game from a young G. We st8 ballin`! We st8 ballin`! To my niggas in the penitentiary, Loked up like a mothafucka when they mention me. Cause you fuckin` with the realest motha fucka ever born, And once again it`s on, I`m bustin` on these bitches till they gone. Who the hell can you get to stop me? I`m in the projects, parlaying with my posse. I keep my glock cocked I need it cause they`re all shady. I finally made it now these jealous bitches tryin` to FADE me! I ain`t goin` out I`d rather blast back. I`m on the corner with my niggas watchin` cash stack. And I came up a long way from food stamps. And takin` shit from the low-life ghetto tramps. Could you blame me if they sweat me I`m gonna open fire. What could I do? Pull my trigga or watch my nigga die. I`m representin` to the fullest givin` devil slugs. I`m on the block slangin` drugs with the young thugs. And mothafucka, we be ballin`! All mothafuckin` day long, stay strong! We st8 ballin`. Нравится песня? 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