Текст песни Ballers - Project Pat
(Project
PAT)
Man,
why
these
niggas
always
hatin'
on
Hynotize
and
Cash
Money?
Man,
fuck
these
niggas!
(Baby)
What's
up
wodie?
It's
these
gold
grill
and
these
platinum-mouth
boys
These
big
time
Hot
Boy$,
these
3-6
boys,
Wit
the
self
made
millionaire
Cash
Money
boys
(Turk)
You
done
fucked
with
the
wrong
nigga
Must
they
know
that
I
ride
and
I
shoot
quicker
Should
have
known
not
to
upset
this
lil
nigga
You
got
a
click
so
what
nigga
my
click
thicker
A
bunch
of
real
niggas
that'll
burn
ya
With
no
waitin'
catch
ya
slippin
then
jam
ya
up
Slangin'
weight
ain't
no
thang
for
me
Play
by
the
rules
Or
shit
I'll
kill
yo'
family
That's
what
I
do
Bust
ya
chest
wide
open
And
split
ya
fade
nigga
And
them
all
frozen
Moves
from
the
'K
nigga
Turk
don't
play,
when
it's
time
to
get
serious
Think
I'm
a
hoe
keep
it
that
way
and
stay
curious
(Baby)
Niggas
be
shoutin'
one
love
but
wearin
black
gloves
Some
niggas
26
and
28
still
live
in
they
mom
house
askin'
for
play
Them
niggas
shouldn't
be
respected,
they
fake
Instead
of
hittin'
blocks
with
glocks
and
touchin'
niggas
money
spot
And
breakin'
bread
with
the
woman
who
put
em
in
that
spot
These
niggas
wanna
trick
they
hoes
And
play
with
they
nose
Instead
of
totin'
fo'
fo's
and
movin'
fuckin'
kilos
Nigga
I
done
bought
more
cars
than
niggas
done
bought
pussy
hoes
And
bought
more
rims
than
niggas
done
fucked
they
main
hoe
in
they
assholes
3-6
told
me
to
roll
and
unload
But
nigga
fuck
that
I'm
tryin'
to
stack
and
mack
And
that
deal
with
Universal
shoulda
showed
that
But
Uptown
is
where
its
at
Playboy
won't
you
tell
me
how
you
luv
that?
Won't
you
tell
me
how
you
luv
that?
(Chorus:
repeat
2X)
Ballers
We
be
on
some
twanky
twankies
Playa
hatas
get
found
stanky
stanky
Trickin
fat
blunts
of
that
danky
danky
Big
diamond
rangs
on
our
panky
panky
(Juvenile)
Fuck
with
3-6
Mafia
gon'
make
me
millions
Fuck
with
CMR
gon'
make
me
some
more
millions
I
can
see
it,
I'm
a
kill
'em
And
build
me
and
building
And
put
some
money
to
the
side
for
my
mom
and
my
children
Ridin'
with
my
nigga
Rambezee,
to
the
easy
Drinkin'
for
my
nigga
Babyzee
and
B.G.eezy
Ducked
off
Tinted
windows
on
my
candy
apple
cut
dawg
It's
a
classy
nigga
fuck
yall
(Juicy
J)
I'm
representin'
Northern
Memphis
to
the
fuckin'
fullest
We
ain't
the
kind
to
tote
a
gun
when
there
ain't
no
bullets
And
when
that
drama
starts
the
strap
we
expect
to
pull
it
You
see
a
nigga
holdin
gauge
and
you
wish
he
would
have
Rolled
by
yo'
mama
house
and
put
her
in
a
coma
Cuz
niggas
gone
on
that
Hennessey
and
marijuana
And
now
we
back
up
in
the
hood
on
a
burner
phone-a
In
that
game
slangin'
came
to
you
blood
donors
It's
on,
coward
(Lil
Wayne)
They
call
me
quick
draw
2 pistols
Lil
Wayne
Champagne
took
my
brain
I
don't
think
I
just
aim
Drop
tops
on
a
Z-3
Start
shootin'
like
3 burners
How
come
them
try
me
Never
know
me
block
burner
Better
watch
for
lil
shorty
in
black
Nigga
get
back
Bout
to
make
my
glock
40
click
clack
Brrr
kill
it
It's
yo
Life
Spill
It
Playin'
with
the
realest
Pop
fire
like
a
skillet
Now
nigga
what
the
dilly
Highly
influenced
on
Cristal
I'm
warnin'
you
to
clear
the
set
because
it
gets
wild
I
be
disguised
as
a
mailman
with
a
pistol
Then
deliver
him
50
shots
and
take
his
child
(DJ
Paul)
Punk
bitch
I
dare
ya
I
double
dare
ya
step
against
this
pot
belly
Bitches
they
try
to
step
to
the
ruler
but
they
ain't
ready
Weak
ass
them
cowards
try
to
make
moves
but
I
knock
'em
out
2nd
ones
step
yall
need
more
help
2 barrels
in
his
mouth
Face
it
when
this
shits
fucked
up
you
gotta
deal
with
it
This
is
my
game,
live
with
it
or
get
killed
with
it
These
are
my
dice
This
is
my
board
I
let
you
roll
off
And
how
you
gon'
have
ice
when
I
cut
your
fuckin'
water
off
Chorus
(Project
Pat)
It's
the
project
nigga
roll
back
I
own
them
bricks
Kickin'
game
with
the
Hot
Boy$
and
3-6
B.G.,
Juvenile,
Baby,
Lil
Wayne
North
Memphis,
Uptown,
and
we
havin'
thangs
AIn't
no
thang
when
ya
come
real
ya
gotta
shine
I'm
strapped
with
a
glock
9,
he
ain't
takin'
mine
We
in
our
prime
puttin'
in
work
players
never
rush
it
Full
of
gin,
fucking
hoes,
like
I'm
mad
russian
A
discussion
amongst
men
means
a
power
move
Is
about
to
be
made
for
a
come-up
fool
Slang
that
iron
when
you
get
in
my
business
Hypnotize,
Cash
Money,
on
the
rise
bitch
Chorus
2X
1 Still Ridin' Clean
2 Ass Clap
3 Shake That Ass
4 Ballers
5 Chicken Heads
6 Don't Turn Around
7 Gell & Weave
8 Show Your Golds
9 Don't Save Her
10 Fight
11 Ohh Nothin'
12 Don't Bite The D
13 Choose You
14 Whole Lot of Weed
15 This Bitch That Hoe
16 Outro
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