Текст (слова) песни: Twista - Legit Ballers

[twista]

Once again, another trax productions

Rush for the 9-8, mobsta elites

Aint it a shame how we make ballin look so sweet

Especially when you aint gotta hide your shit

You know what Im sayin, you can just ball for free

Campaignin your nation, in a legit demonstration

And gotta face incarceration

Eh yo, liffy stokes, let em know whats happenin

[liffy stokes]

A nigga been hustlin so long, God knows Ive done so much wrong

I was 16 grown and holdin chrome, servin blows, we in zones

My mom didnt understand me "boy, you gon die just like your daddy

From two to the head, dumped in the riverbed

I didnt to hurt you so badly," I was young and dumb

Fast life sprung of the money and hoes that it brung

Had a clip full of hollows to bring your momma sorrow

But now regret what Ive done

Dramas all in the game whether gang bang or slang

I had to do my thang

When the shots rang, thats when it clicks in my brain

All the shits the same

My nigga need a change, I had to get off out these streets

To get you out your seat

Flip a trax beat, hit the crib and puff on a sweet

And let em feel something deep

Deep so the realest can feel

How I felt right before I bust that steel

Rappin bout my life of skrill

And the everyday struggles of a nigga in the chill

[chorus 2x]

Come on and take a little trip with a legit balla

Chi shot-callers (shot up the chrome and lets swang)

Tigers all up in the wall

(some bitches in the back and a pocket full of scratch

Take a match and spark up a little bud and get blown away)

[mayz]

This shit Ive been tokin is potent

Got me straight thinkin about takin mary jane and eloping

Blowin smoke with the sunroof half-way opened

Countercode with the scope in close range

I guess he gotta aim, and stick a few thangs in the niggas brain

No face straps (? ) thinkin that he can

Puttin food on table is an everyday strain

But now I did finally flip my shit legit

And workin a different angle of the game

Even though my hussle aint changed

Im still prayin my best presence to overcome my pain

Singin tapes of cain

The roads to riches seems longer than the freight train

And every little stop keep a nigga tryin to plot

On the paper you done gain until you drain

But I put that on the foe

Ima flow til I got no choice, or better yet no voice

But still by that time I hope to write enough rhymes

To own a fleet real estate with a rolce royce

Rollin deep through this chi-town streets

With my mobsta elites on the way to north riverside mall

Givin thanks to the all for givin me a legit where to ball at

Keepin shit tight for yall

[chorus 2x]

[twista]

On the bus in disgust will I able to throw rocks in my pocket

Nickel sacks in the other

For po-pos who watch, cant stop, its hot

But I gotta make a profit for my baby and my mother

Straight up hustler

Whats the mental frame of mind

That nigga had to have the roll

Be sold, or be poor up in these city streets

Or with the pistol playin for you mr. reaper

Forgive those, I explode like c-4 so give me 50 feet

Bustin shots in every directions

A nigga stop a moment from getting made

I done witnessed public aid, people get sprayed, the tip raise

And momma cry, why my bills wont get paid

If I have to ima send cheese from blows

Nobody can hurt me or run thugsta greed, gds or foes

Workin the spot cause we need some clothes

Who ever thought Id be making money off of my cds and shows

My crib got gats in the hall, rats steady crawl

Roaches comin out the cracks in the wall

On the tip, bust it with my back to the wall

Work my way up to an ounce, now Im back to a ball

Now I fin to spend stacks at the mall

Bend the blocks on barbers hopin my profits stack a bit taller

Twista aka "the bitch caller", bring your money to the mob

Just to be a pimp-shit talker

[chorus 2x]

[twista]

If its on, I gotta ride out with my mobstas, hmm-hmm

It its on, then I gotta ride out with the mobstas, hmm-hmm

If its on, I gotta ride out with my mobstas, hmm-hmm

If its on, I gotta ride out with my mobstas, hmm-hmm

La-da-da, la-da-da, da-da-da-da, da-da (mobstas)

La-da-da, la-da-da, da-da-da-da, da-da (mobstas)

La-da-da, la-da-da, da-da-da-da, da-da (mobstas)

If its on, I gotta ride out with my mobstas (mobstas) hmm-hmm

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» Twista - Emotions (Remix)
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