Ball Out lyrics

[Intro: Shad da God]
Hey Spinz, you fool boy
Yeah, yeah
Shad da motherf*ckin' god
We gon ball out to the end of the game
Hear them n*ggas say
Cut it up!

[Verse 1: Shad da God]
Often tell the.. n*gga home with the mud
I’m off a duse and a 20, gotta p*ss again
On the West gettin' work from a man
Back to the South, I’m a low…
I been having big real pockets, Rosay
A n*gga got drums and he playin' with the bag
I think I got dope and guns in my car
Around with a hoe, put the pounds in the jar
And he never treated my hood by far, b*tch
Put a n*gga lean in the…
Chilling on the set, no..
Don’t take that a basketball game worth for…
As you ended up I was… motivation in the mother f*cking place
…the…getting dirty, the ..hit the bad hoes
What are you trying, to pull up my loss?…
I swear I let it ride, but I gotta do it first
My … I gotta dig…
[Chorus: Shad da God]
We gonna ball out to the end of the game
I’ll be in the streets, I can go platinum off of this game
These b*tches know I’m begging, won’t go nowhere without their thing
Yeah, I’ve been trying so hard in the middle of the way
…my n*ggas don’t ball out till the end of the day
Their rolling was enough, I ain’t need no…
All my goons will be like… don’t come near the game
All you gotta do is play a motherf*cking game!

[Verse 2: T.I.]
n*gga f*ck with us to get f*cked up, n*gga
Hustle gang all in this bi
They talked to her, but won’t touch her, n*gga
Got that goon for days and I send them…
So f*ck those scroogies, don’t f*ck with us
Another day down with more f*cked n*ggas
No sweat, I keep a sucker n*gga and chick
On set, bring it to another nig
Wanna tell a n*gga that, while you head it, better get it back
I’ll be waiting for you to get back
And now I gotta act!
I did it with the chopper and MAC
With the pounds and the weed and the crack
Bet a hundred racks that I’mma strike them up like a man
Set the city on fire, that’s that on at
FYI , I’ve never been nowhere
Said otherwise, we gon fight about that
You ain't know with the King, b*tch
Riding dirty on lean hoe
Until the game is over b*tch
I’m balling out with my team, hoe!
I say I’m balling out with my team, hoe
Until the game is over with it
I’ll be balling out with my team, hoe!
[Chorus: Shad da God]
We gonna ball out to the end of the game
I’ll be in the streets, I can go back and off for the game
These b*tches know I’m begging, won’t go nowhere without their thing
Yeah, I’ve been trying so hard in the middle of the way
…my n*ggas don’t ball out till the end of the day
Their rolling was enough, I ain’t need no…
All my goons will be like… don’t come near the game
All you gotta do is play a motherf*cking game!
Southern smoke!

[Verse 3: Shad da God]
Two b*tch grow, no big clip, all these homies in my world
I got four hold up ain’t playing games
I’m prepared for that love lil n*gga n*gga
Pour fours up
I just came from Dallas, that Housten
But I’ll be with my best friend
In the club flexin
Why you’ll be trying your best?
I …the n*gga cut me, hoe
They will make me a hundred time more realer
And I need rhyming stabbing in the boof
I can really make it ten times hard for the n*gga
The lean make it ten times hard for my liver
I gotta get the b*tch in my c*ck
The ice I roll on, made to be shiver
And you can still hear a n*gga signal
I gotta thank God n*gga made it before
I ain’t do this sh*t but myself
But I really tried hard!
It’s so good game, no… SHAD!
[Chorus: Shad da God]
We gonna ball out to the end of the game
I’ll be in the streets, I can go back and off for the game
These b*tches know I’m begging, won’t go nowhere without their thing
Yeah, I’ve been trying so hard in the middle of the way
…my n*ggas don’t ball out till the end of the day
Their rolling was enough, I ain’t need no…
All my goons will be like… don’t come near the game
All you gotta do is play a motherf*cking game!