Weee Straight lyrics

by

Fiend


Yeah yall know what the f*ck this is
The legit balling family
Yo twista fire that sh*t up

(Twista)
All my legit ballers (what)
All my legit ballers (wee straight)
Pull up to the club on dubs
Whey these n*ggas playa hate
Custom trucks and cars
With a system bumping hard
Smoking dro outta jars
Bout to blow a hundred bombs
Some thoughts pump that buddah
b*tch shake that ass over here
Ain't nobody worry bout no fear
We been down in the streets for years
The legit balling family
For the true ass gangstas and hustlers
Killers ballers and ain't no busters
Kicking raw sh*t for real motherf*ckers

(Bennie Franks)
f*ck it
I got something to prove
I heard this to up and down that a n*gga didn't do it
Put my rhyme to persistant
Money too long
Yall gonna get used to it
Ima ball till i fall
What about the hoes
I f*cked em all
What about the o's
I ate em all
When the drive hit the sh*tty sh*t
I sprayed em all
My shorty he got to eat
You better get going when i c*ck the heat
Theres only two places
Thats hell and (?)
That im not to be, heh
Bennie Franks is the name
sh*t down south is where i hang
And im still on the block when the sh*t gets hot
Best believe ain't a dam thing changed
(Turtle Banxx)
Put em off
Remy my enemies bleed
From one squeeze and this thing that i pop at you
I execute low c*ck and shoot
Ain't a thang that i can do
How you shake it fast like Mystikal
It ain't no mystery what bank listers do
Roll up like what up foo
And what up n*ggas
Where they might choose a big triggers and more ten
Let the games begin
This for my n*ggas and b*tches up in the truck
Bust down hold it up and get buck
Pull up to the club with the system up on crunk
And let this here legit sh*t bump
Oh my nuts destruct my stuff hoes up in here
Got a n*gga on twelve
Charged up ready to f*ck up
Out the back door so grab your hoe and lets bail

(Highbeam)
Off in the club
We be smoking on some sh*t thats stronger than amonia (amonia)
We be deep up in this b*tch like 26 in cali california (california)
I just bust on a n*gga with a mic and got on their corner (corner)
Now im loving little b*tch ass n*gga while sippin corona (corona)
Oh how good it feel
Would ya maintain going donw giving a grip
Got the tounge in the mouth man it can't be real
I be that n*gga Highbeam that will freeze your game
Run in your house tie ya up take your keys and cane
Man no resist make it easy man
Cuz one false move im gonna squeeze the thang
(Liffy Stokes)
Its been a lot of sh*t talking go flapping
n*gga f*ck this rapping
Im about scrapping busting caps in killing motherf*ckers napkin
Im all about action
Lets get it cracking
Whats happening you was just snapping when i came through the door
Now i gotta blast your punk ass
Look n*gga cuz i put that sh*t on low
Anybody popping weak sh*t get dealt with quick in an orderly fashion
For asking im blasting thats what i call mashing like a faggot bashing
Off that hash and dro
A mask and four four
I need cash to go
In a mist of war when its time for a n*gga to die
Hes always the last to know

Legit ballers what
Legit ballers wee straight
Legit ballers what
Legit ballers wee straight
Legit ballers what
Legit ballers wee straight
Legit ballers what
Legit ballers what
(artist ?)
As i get ready to ball some more
Ontora'ge come a new guy maza mo
Legit balling all day got these people jacking like a rabbit trying to get
To the record store
And it was all on the news though
How i was rocking the show for five and ten cents or more
Ah ha i was all in your mind when was the last say far and low
You better think about the wrong dam thing
Killing our brain now with the blow campaign
Missing our name with the wrong dam thing
Now n*gga they came up said no no thanks
So we gotta rush em hush em smack haters like b*tches
We gotta get relentless endless like a brotha was a militia
We platinum wee straight

(Erika Kane)
Now ya motherf*ckers ain't ready for a wild b*tch
That up and aim
When i up that thang
Ill be ready to kill a n*gga so he better give up the change
On the block with the gang
The real Erika Kane
Yall b*tches better know and respect the name
Flossing ice like Heidi Flise
You my kitty cats coming up spitting the game
Now what the f*ck ya gotta say bout this
No hate to diss
Ill be rolling on off the club with Jay and Twist
Man lady sh*t
Smoking dubs and getting drunk off cris
Me and my nugz gonna hop off quick
And when we pop sh*t
Ain't no use in calling your guys
Cuz ima let the drama ride
Ain't no b*tches eating me off the four five
Ill be ready to die

Legit ballers what
Legit ballers wee straight
Legit ballers what
Legit ballers wee straight
Legit ballers what
Legit ballers wee straight

(Twista)
All my legit ballers (what)
All my legit ballers (wee straight)
Pull up to the club on dubs
Whey these n*ggas playa hate
Custom trucks and cars
With a system bumping hard
Smoking dro outta jars
Bout to blow a hundred bombs
Some thoughts pump that buddah
b*tch shake that ass over here
Ain't nobody worry bout no fear
We been down in the streets for years
The legit balling family
For the true ass gangstas and hustlers
Killers ballers and ain't no busters
Kicking raw sh*t for real motherf*ckers

Wee straight
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