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Ball Til’ We Fall
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We gon' ball 'til we fall, keep plaques on the wall
House big as a mall, no worries at all
All murders unsolved, head honchos my dawgs
Standing tall, yelling, "West Coast Mafia, y'all"
We gon' ball 'til we fall, keep plaques on the wall
House big as a mall, no worries at all
All murders unsolved, head honchos my dawgs
Standing tall, yelling, "West Coast Mafia, y'all"
Push a Benz on twins, got a count full of ends
Keep a pair of four-fifth twins, can't wait to send
It's the murder man explosion, more deadly than a surgeon
Keep a trunk full of birds on the curb and stay
Herbin' like Herbie, swervin' in a beefed up Excursion
Hit 180 in somethin' German
Had a perm like Big Worm, on the block smokin' big sherm
Duckin' from shots ever since I learned that the shit burn
I'ma ball 'til we fall, keep plaques on the wall
House big as a mall, no worries at all
All murders unsolved, head honchos my dawgs
Standing tall, yelling, "West Coast Mafia, y'all"
We gon' ball 'til we fall, keep plaques on the wall
House big as a mall, no worries at all
All murders unsolved, head honchos my dawgs
Standing tall, yelling, "West Coast Mafia, y'all"
When I start rappin', my tongue start flappin'
I'm cappin', gun clappin', pimp slappin', kidnappin'
When I finish bustin', your head'll be bustin'
Got your whole hood fussin', niggas woofin', shit cussin'
Ain't no stoppin' this poppin', got your dead homie droppin'
Now if I ain't keep coppin', I got the six-three droppin'
I'm a firearm slashin', ten million dollar check casher
Blood splasher, neck slasher, getaway, hundred yard dasher, the X
We livin' the mob way, Cali to Zimbabwe
Hennessy and Bombay, ballin' 'cause this crime pays
Benzes in the driveway, wood grain sittin' chrome
Twenty inch deep dish, ridin' 'round grippin' chrome
Thugged out state of mind, wanna war, wait in line
Savage when I'm on the grind, out there takin' mine
Waistline tuckin' heat, always stuck in beef
West Coast Mafia, niggas know how we run the streets
Ball 'til we fall, keep plaques on the wall
House big as a mall, no worries at all
All murders unsolved, head honchos my dawgs
Standing tall, yelling, "West Coast Mafia, y'all"
We gon' ball 'til we fall, keep plaques on the wall
House big as a mall, no worries at all
All murders unsolved, head honchos my dawgs
Standing tall, yelling, "West Coast Mafia, y'all"
Yeah, my pen burn the paper to ashes, straight disastrous
Tongue lightning, quick like Cassius, still the fastest spit
Ten times tighter than average, super savage
Peel the cap back like cabbage, it's automatic, tragic
Scenery, greenery is my remedy
When I be plottin' murders and capers on my enemies for my paper
I'm a hog-ass nigga
Put some food up in my belly and handle all that liquor
Meet your trick bitch at the telly and bang your cock out
Now she sprung, stupid like a dropout
Jockin' 'cause her crew got clout
It's all about the M-O-N-E-Y when we ride
Doin' my thug thang, we bang against any side
West Coast Bad Boy with wings from the master P
It's been four years now, but the feds still comin' after me
Wanna see me shackled, gaffled up, speakin' a guilty plea
Locked up for life in some chains, this game is filthy, G
So sick in the brain
We gon' ball 'til we fall, keep plaques on the wall
House big as a mall, no worries at all
All murders unsolved, head honchos my dawgs
Standing tall, yelling, "West Coast Mafia, y'all"
We gon' ball 'til we fall, keep plaques on the wall
House big as a mall, no worries at all
All murders unsolved, head honchos my dawgs
Standing tall, yelling, "West Coast Mafia, y'all"
We gon' ball 'til we fall, keep plaques on the wall
House big as a mall, no worries at all
All murders unsolved, head honchos my dawgs
Standing tall, yelling, "West Coast Mafia, y'all"
We gon' ball 'til we fall, keep plaques on the wall
House big as a mall, no worries at all
All murders unsolved, head honchos my dawgs
Standing tall, yelling, "West Coast Mafia, y'all"