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Extra, read all about it
The Legit Ballers came out with with an album
Fuck a put the side on the news
Got killers that'll from the loc to the deuce

I heard a proof flip nigga gimme a bitch
At the Martigra crowd flipping the
You still a bitch
ya head up at a meter now you die how do ya figure

Acting hard with Capri's on
I out at the neck of the woods on ya ass nigga ease on
And where ya from no shit to me
Bring that ass to the tailor talking sent ya ass history

you you weren't meant to be
Jacking over another niggas loot and fucking up the
Born and bad outta the crowd
Like David Guenna you don't wanna see me pal
raise up on ya ass like a root canal

Get fucking up shit the trench coat mafia
Unbelievable how we ya

state street boys will get ya
Betta be ducking when you or they gonna hit ya
Them West side will get ya
Burning the rubber off the 20's before they get ya

Them South side will get ya
Ready to roll straight outta control scummy off the
Chi Town boys will get ya
Throw up your guns and a slug and be pure scripture

Let 'em all know now we piece and
Talk about shit bout we ain't choking
I gave two to the motherfucking pork chop and watch his drop man
Let em test the skills of us niggas thats triggerly

off on the rocks and Monica red link
While blocks young guns on the
Out on the field what would a tribe do
In a kill or be situation

Drama's what you facing
While he running I'm like Jason
Shocking your motherfucking body grave dig
we dumping you all the say did

I bring pain to y'all who be hating
Fortification 'bout my got me sniffing up information
Gimme the body dig a
Bury the motherfuckers like old ancient blue

Execute you use 'em, find 'em, hit 'em, 'em 4 to the vest
What a way to rhinos rip through the flesh
God bless us thugs that hold our own
On a mission yanking the snitch to get it on

24 ghetto jeep is at the door
Lynch mob made me how you and your goofy
And your throat is gone, em by dozens
with grim reapers handing out some good guns

And it all off some shit you said
Now at the little pus dressed up in red

Them state boys will get ya
be ducking when you running or they gonna hit ya
Them side guys will get ya
Burning the rubber off the before they get with ya

Them South boys will get ya
Ready to roll outta control scummy off the liquor
Them Chi boys will get ya
Throw up your guns and bust a and be pure scripture

Them St. boys will get ya
Betta be ducking when you running or they hit ya
Them Houston with get ya
the rubber off the 20's before they get with ya

Them Cleveland boys get ya
Ready to roll straight outta control off the liquor
dirty South boys will get yet
Throw up your guns and bust a and be pure scripture

Whatcha gone do when them run up to you
fold stroll mean mugging you with them thangs out
How you gonna play terror roll
Or let the unfold slaughtery act at 11 to it and then die

Laid off in the streets with a psychotic thugs wont stop for keeps
He waiting to get tipped for your and your
Clock slow its a quarter past three
Lights on lights off in your

block's having problems with electricity
Beat gang and in the presence of the one you
So go struck chains greens and weed
Burn off a bit of rubber if you ride with me

Slipping the clip in and put pistol back on your hip
And I'm giving you of the wild green
with them niggas Mob stability
Let's keep em feeling me we bogus with trilogy

Get in a where you get crapped out
Spooking the mouses with design got them niggas macs out
For the love of the green promotion
Hell if I expose ya mad out blowing some backs out

Them state street boys get ya
Betta be ducking when you or they gonna hit ya
Them West side will get ya
Burning the rubber off the 20's before get with ya

Them South boys will get ya
Ready to roll straight outta control scummy off the
Them Chi Town boys get ya
Throw up guns and bust a slug and be pure scripture

Them St. Louis boys get ya
Betta be when you running or they gonna hit ya
Them Houston guys get ya
Burning the rubber off the 20's they get with ya

Them Coast boys will get ya
Ready to roll straight outta scummy off the liquor
Them dirty South boys get yet
up your guns and bust a slug and be pure scripture