Me and my closest road dog came up in an early age on the corner servin cane gang bangin and everythang we some mutherfuckin gangstas broke to the right
can't breathe (Please get 'em off me) I can't breathe (Mothafucka get 'em off me) Well, I fell up in the club tonight Hit the bar had broads on my nuts 'cuz I'ma balla Legit
get ya label shut down Who them niggas try to diss and made a clip but they miss Y'all shouldn't a let me tangle legit ballers and twist I axe ya wrist
game recognize game cock your pistols and aim (wee straight) all about hustlin and bustin for change (wee straight) to go there we can get in this bitch (wee straight) ballin
We straight Extra, extra read all about it The Legit Ballers came out with with an unbelievable album Fuck a truce put the side on the news Got killers
you die in the streets of Chi It's deep drive by my bullets fly in the seat Them niggas ain't ballin' mufuckas fakin' Scared of facin' Legit Ballers
its phone check time I'm gone momma I love you [chorus 1] [chorus 1 in background of chorus 2] [chorus 2] [chorus 2 2x] [chorus 1 3x]
Come on, we can go on over you know to my place You know to the Pendergrass style You know come and go with me It won't be long just for a little while
[chorus] I thank God that I found my piece of mind one more time Since I'm dyin' I'd rather go right now than to be waitin' in line [REPEAT] [verse 1
do to get em to ride with the shit I ride high with my click do or die with my click got the flick in this bitch and we all ball legit type of chicken
When i go to the sky Thank you from savin' me form a torturous life of hell But hile I'm here I'm straight legit ballin' until I die Let's better these
out straight humpin' Shit, she would have to do something I was pumpin', big back in 96' I need a new lick, but I got on a handle That function Legit Ballin
Restraint Artillery motherfucker, legit balling bitch but don't get it twisted Ain't no hoes over here Yeah, we got guns nigga, aimed at all you hating
many birds ya had to flip to get this here matter of fact when you were on fall's magazine Baller of The Year (ah) you got the shorties on the block while ya balling
Yeah, we back motherfuckers The Legit Ballin' family, see listen here playa We own this motherfucking city, naw naw Matter fact, matter fact, the world
(feat. Todd Nitty) Restraint! Artilerry motherfucker, legit balling bitch but don't get it twisted Ain't no hoes over here Yeah, we got guns nigga,
ya label shut down who them niggas try to diss and made a clip but they miss y'all shouldn't a let me tangle legit ballers and twist I axe ya wrist off
one of my fights Ima leave ya all dead [chorus] [Big Body] well I fell up in the club tonight hit the bar had broads on my nuts cuz Ima balla legit
