Ghetto Ballin’ lyrics

[Intro]
Awe Yeah
Hynotize motherf*ckin' Minds in Here and we ghetto motherf*ckin' ballin
n*gga you know what that means that means you might walk up in the projects
In the south and see a 2,500 motherf*ckin' benz or a motherf*ckin' 72
Motherf*ckin colors slamed on double duces on some motherf*ckin 17s
You know what I'm saying dice games going on, no crystals
Fifths in the back pocket and its going down n*gga we on top

[Chorus]
Drove to my liver, pass it to my n*gga
Sippin on that liquor, flossin on you n*ggas
Ridin through the hoody, f*ckin with that goody
Flip-floppin pi-zaint, and we on some 20's

[DJ Paul]
Back, Back up b*tch cause we comin through
In the motherf*ckin prowler on the back 20 motherf*ckin' two's
Skinny n*gga with gold's and tattoes a beer belly
But still I make them ho's say I love you
From a motherf*ckin pretty boy smile them diamonds in my mouth
Make them gals go motherf*ckin' wow
Draped in some f*ckin' ICE be ERG
Or jeans with white motherf*ckin tees

[Juicy J]
Ridin Heavy Chevy thang foot on the gas
Sippin on that syrup bout to smoke a pack
n*ggas know I'm bogus cause I ain't got no tags
Eyes like a China man nothing but laughs
Bumpin' like a motherf*cka I'm bout to flip
Everywhere I'm ridin n*ggas know its a strip
Phone in my hand two-way on my hip
Atone in my lap with a blunt to my lip
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[La Chat]
Why you b*tches want to hate on La Chat
Man ya'll don't know
Cause I'm everythang flexing so mean upon you hoes
Life is good motherf*cka I'm gon live to the fullest
Got a problem step on up and you be dodging these bullets
I pull up so clean Expedition this beam
They know what's finna go down once I'm back at the scene
Hit the mall get the rag gotta took up my golds
Yeah I be gettin my shine on man you already know
n*ggas choosin but you losin
Gotta chop out your cheese
Don't need your ass I don't want cha unless you got more than me
Ima real b*tch tril b*tch Takin no sh*t
b*tch dog, b*tch nall, b*tch ready to ball (trick)
See I'm that motherf*cka breaking you down
You already see these n*ggas faudging when La Chat come around
b*tches discing when I'm flickin, know I'm out for a killing
You Want your n*gga don't be stippin cause I stay by my biby (yeah)

[Chorus]