Viper, Ace (Rap), A. Houston “Akeli” - Big Ballin' lyrics
[Viper, Ace Rap, A. Houston “Akeli” - Big Ballin' lyrics]
In eyes, trip, now it's broke
Anyone look at me?
Now you wonderin' how long it took a G?
To flip a CD just a like a key huh
Get a TV, believe me your eyes gleam
You just wanna be part of my team
I seen bitches like you, riches like you
Dug 'em in ditches like two, or three
Maybe even four out the door
Bitch please, you makin' me sweat
Come out my pores i'm pissed off
Let's make another transaction
What this man's askin', gimme plans, action
All I want is cash 'n checks
Even if they bad or not, break necks
All my niggas behind me make a wreck
And yes, best believe, we on the Tex, respect
Yeah, it's the nigga Akeel check me out
'cause I'm broke turned dollar bills
I got my handgun still, you know what I mean?
I'm sittin' back huffin' on
Some muthafuckin' green
Back in the muthafuckin' day
They used to call me Crazy AK (craze ayy)
Fuck that shit, nigga, I'm higher than that
Nigga my crew is all that, we smokin' Back's
Now what's up with that?
You talkin' that shit?
Now I'm ready to rip 'cause
It's a fuckin' gift
Y'all don't wanna come around my way
'Cause niggas around my way pack a Crazy AK
Dump, dump, I shoot
Pump, pump that nigga as I
Bring a whole fuckin' crew
You know it's on nigga so stay the fuck back
And my niggas on my crew be bustin' caps
It's that boy ballin' through, in a big crew
So damn true, so what we gon' do?
Makin' big drank, Kool-Aid 'n rum
I'm mixin' it, so my body gets numb
You might see me in the club, seen 'em
Shootin' dice and playin' twenty-one
A wild-ass G'd up
That's what I'm talkin' 'bout
D brought the thirties out
Movin' through sheets like a paper route
Breakin' off balla' verses
It's a playa made fappin' circus
So ring the alarm
As a player gets the party going on
As I'm thugged out ballin and quipping
Steady hittin' 'em, waste
So my hops ain't trippin'
Don't try to catch a dog slippin'
Cause the 44 will be spittin'
Anyone look at me?
Now you wonderin' how long it took a G?
To flip a CD just a like a key huh
Get a TV, believe me your eyes gleam
You just wanna be part of my team
I seen bitches like you, riches like you
Dug 'em in ditches like two, or three
Maybe even four out the door
Bitch please, you makin' me sweat
Come out my pores i'm pissed off
Let's make another transaction
What this man's askin', gimme plans, action
All I want is cash 'n checks
Even if they bad or not, break necks
All my niggas behind me make a wreck
And yes, best believe, we on the Tex, respect
Yeah, it's the nigga Akeel check me out
'cause I'm broke turned dollar bills
I got my handgun still, you know what I mean?
I'm sittin' back huffin' on
Some muthafuckin' green
Back in the muthafuckin' day
They used to call me Crazy AK (craze ayy)
Fuck that shit, nigga, I'm higher than that
Nigga my crew is all that, we smokin' Back's
Now what's up with that?
You talkin' that shit?
Now I'm ready to rip 'cause
It's a fuckin' gift
Y'all don't wanna come around my way
'Cause niggas around my way pack a Crazy AK
Dump, dump, I shoot
Pump, pump that nigga as I
Bring a whole fuckin' crew
You know it's on nigga so stay the fuck back
And my niggas on my crew be bustin' caps
It's that boy ballin' through, in a big crew
So damn true, so what we gon' do?
Makin' big drank, Kool-Aid 'n rum
I'm mixin' it, so my body gets numb
You might see me in the club, seen 'em
Shootin' dice and playin' twenty-one
A wild-ass G'd up
That's what I'm talkin' 'bout
D brought the thirties out
Movin' through sheets like a paper route
Breakin' off balla' verses
It's a playa made fappin' circus
So ring the alarm
As a player gets the party going on
As I'm thugged out ballin and quipping
Steady hittin' 'em, waste
So my hops ain't trippin'
Don't try to catch a dog slippin'
Cause the 44 will be spittin'