I Heard Ya'll Ballin

Gucci Mane, Juicy J, 2 Chainz2012年10月29日
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I Heard Ya'll Ballin - Gucci Mane/Juicy J/2 Chainz

Gucci

 

Meek milly

 

From atl to philly

Ni**a real recognize real

Yeah we hood rich b**ch

Trap god turn us up

Gucci Mane:I'm a money getting ni**a

 

At least that's just what I'm known for

 

You better call on my connect

 

And ask him what he put me on for

 

I heard y'all niggas ballin'

 

Then why the f**k you take a loan for

 

Better get the f**k out east atlanta

 

You niggas know you don't belong there

 

All my niggas smoking strong here

 

We don't talk reckless on the phone here

 

A lot of cliques don't get along here

 

Bricksquad my nig we rock our own gear squad

I'm on the crib sittin on the lawn chair

 

I hope that you don't read me wrong

 

But if I go pull out that tone dear

I bet that you don't make it home

 

I'm in the trap house with my long johns

 

And I been trapping all day long

 

They call me baking soda armstrong

Before it dry that sh*t be gone

 

Both:I'm a money getting ni**a

Money getting ni**a

At least that's just what I'm known for

That's just what I'm known for

You better call up my connect

My connect

 

And ask him what he put me on for

What he put me on for

I heard y'all niggas ballin'

Ballin'

Then why the f**k you take a loan for

Loan for

You better stay up out of philly ni**a

 

You know you pussies don't belong here

 

Meek Mill:Rose gold on my bottom six

Half a mil on foreign whips

I'm in the wheel with a foreign b**ch

I'm on the bra strap and she on this dick

Just bow down you lame

Your diamonds look strange

I'm grinding like wayne

When he on that skateboard I'm safe

Ni**a your new girl's my old b**ch

My old b**ch your new girl

Young lil rich philly ni**a

Them hoes tell me I'm too thorough

I don't even f**k one on one

Cause when I come I need two girls

That's down to f**k like all night

Get them b**ches that hard pipe

Ridin' with with a ho named keisha

And we smoking on keisha

Young ni**a fresh like easter

Blood dripping on my sneakers

Straight drop I stick that

I sell a brick I get back

That molly look like a tic tac

And I tell that ho that I get it back like 'whoa'

 

Both:At least that's just what I'm known for

 

You better call up my connect

My connect

 

And ask him what he put me on for

 

I heard y'all niggas ballin'

Ballin'

Then why the f**k you take a loan for

Loan for

You better stay up out of philly ni**a

 

You know you pussies don't belong here

 

Gucci Mane:I drop a bag on yo' head ni**a

 

And they'll locate yo' a** like onstar

 

I ain't have to buy sh*t ni**a

My ni**a waka got his own car

 

You on my dick like you a b**ch ni**a

 

Why don't you go and quote yo' own bars

 

And I don't want to go back to jail ni**a

 

But you gon' make me catch one more charge

 

I could look and tell you're frail ni**a

 

But you keep on tryna to look hard

 

Your friends keep asking what's the smell ni**a

 

That's your motherf**king homeboys

 

Both:I'm a money getting ni**a

 

At least that's just what I'm known for

 

You better call up my connect

My connect

And ask him what he put me on for

 

I heard y'all niggas ballin'

Ballin'

Then why the f**k you take a loan for

Loan for

You better stay up out of philly ni**a

 

You know you pussies don't belong here

 

***歌詞來自第三方***

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