Shad da God, Chip, Young Dro, T.I. - Ball Out lyrics

Hey Spinz, you fool boy yeah, yeah
Shad da motherfuckin' god
We gon ball out to the end of the game
Hear them niggas say cut it up!

Often tell the nigga home with the mud
I’m off a duse and a 20, gotta piss 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 nigga 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, bitch
Put a nigga 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 fucking 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

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 bitches 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 niggas 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 motherfucking game!

Nigga fuck with us to get fucked up, nigga
Hustle gang all in this bi
They talked to her, but won’t touch her
Nigga
Got that goon for days and I send them
So fuck those scroogies, don’t fuck with us
Another day down with more fucked niggas
No sweat, I keep a sucker nigga and chick
On set, bring it to another nig
Wanna tell a nigga 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, bitch
Riding dirty on lean hoe
Until the game is over bitch
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!

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 bitches 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 niggas 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 motherfucking game! Southern smoke!

Two bitch 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 nigga nigga
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 nigga 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 nigga
The lean make it ten times hard for my liver
I gotta get the bitch in my cock
The ice I roll on, made to be shiver
And you can still hear a nigga signal
I gotta thank God nigga made it before
I ain’t do this shit but myself
But, I really tried hard!
It’s so good game, no… SHAD!

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 bitches 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 niggas 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 motherfucking game!