[Curren$y] A lot of niggas is saying they don't like me Because I flow so tightly, my wrist wear glow so brightly But I ain't gonna quit, niggas know
it in my mouth Bought a mansion whodie, just to make music Like the President got a jet and don't even use it When it comes to ghetto balling, there
pound And let em think they playin with that And imma show em with one squeeze, how 16's spray in ya back (chorus) (Desperado) I write my rhymes in the kitchen cuz my balls
about 3 months I'd rather, spend my paper on Henney and blunts Even when the truck stop those things be constant spinnin I'm a 504 Boy so I'm constant
Shocker] If he ain't talkin' like I'm talkin', Tell him get the steppin' I'll +Nicolas Cage+ him, Whodie I'm +Gone In Sixty Seconds+ We ball 'til we fall
[Chorus: Curren$y] When I pull up at the club in a big black Truck on dubs (these niggas gon hate) Cause I'm doing big thangs, and I got a lot of ice
[Master P] Check my status, then check my name You want to win give me the ball, the last play of the game Cause I'm a big time baller, shot caller From
504 I solemnly swear that I'll snitch Or testify on any of my homies That's the code to the streets, ya heard me What's up Krazy, we in here The new no
Vertimas: 504 Boyz. Įvadas (Ballers).
t take it anymore I push thru the club iced out low key wit my P.Miller velour Hoes breakin' down the doors uhn Because the 504 Boyz here, they can't
't talkin' like I'm talkin', Tell him get the steppin' I'll +Nicolas Cage+ him, Whodie I'm +Gone In Sixty Seconds+ We ball 'til we fall, I mean we shop
Typed by: momoneyrecords@hotmail.com Intro: (Tyron) Come on girl, P. and C.. Sinners doin' the track.. Long as you thuggin'.. We got you Chorus: Tyron
(*talking*) 504 i solemnly swear that I'll snitch Or testify on any of my homies That's the code to the streets, ya heard me What's up Krazy, we in here
d rather, spend my paper on Henney and blunts Even when the truck stop those things be constant spinnin I'm a 504 Boy so I'm constant with it [Verse
pound And let em think they playin with that And imma show em with one squeeze, how 16's spray in ya back [Chorus] [Desperado] I write my rhymes in the kitchen cuz my balls
Intro: (Master P) Yeah nigga, don't let this rap shit fool ya I just like to play the backfield... but ya know what We even mo' dangerous wit' money...
