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I would share the definition of ballin' with you white folks...
But no.
(tupac)
I'm up before the sunrise first to hit the block.
Little bad mothafucka with a pocket full of rocks.
And i'm totin' these thangs get my skinny little ass kicked.
And niggas laugh til' tha first mothafucka got blasted.
I put the nigga in his casket
Now they coverin' the bastard in plastic.
I smoke blunts on a regular buck when it counts.
I'm tryin' to make a million dollars outta quarter ounce.
And gettin' lost on the five-o, fuck them hos.
Got a 45 screamin' about survival.
Hey nigga can i lay low, cook some yay-yo.
Hollar "one-time" when i say so.
Don't want to go to the pen, i'm hittin' fences.
Narcs on a nigga's back, missin' me by inches.
And they say how do you survive weighin' 165
In a city where the skinny niggas die?
Tell mama don't cry.
Even when they kill me,
They can never take the game from a young g.
I'm st8 ballin'!
St8 ballin'!
