Viper - Parlayin' lyrics

I ball i always with it
Nine in the clip
But still ready for a killing
If i have to, i ain't even tripping
Use the 45 for the chest rippin
Parlayin', just cruising
Wondering who gone catch a bruisin'
Wondering why bad choices boys are choosing
And ended up losing they lives over bullshit
Like trying to catch a G boy's grip
When they know, that shit is played out
And everything that keeps on that get hot
But fuck it, go and get shot
I'll leave you hemorrhaging
Bleeding in blood clots
Head down, torn nose, hair knots
In red light, and your hand stops

"I can't ball, all I do is ride with it
Why I'm always mad?"
Cause there's some other cash in it
"Why I get sent to the mall?"
Cuz you ain't ballin' like a G does
It's best to chill and lay low
Get your shit together and come back for mo'
Instead of walking 'round like
A hoe-ass nigga cus you broke
These boys taking life as a joke
Run up on me they caught
Me dead in they clothes
Even if you're rich, you'll still be smoked
On a table identified by your folks
And no it ain't a hoax
You'll be shotted up before
Your first word spoke i don't understand
Why they think I'm playing
These boys speed to a stealth slaying

Parlayin', doin' my thing
Boys hypnotized, traumatized by the bling
Parlayin', doin' my thing
Boys hypnotized, traumatized by the bling
Parlayin', doin' my thing
Boys hypnotized, traumatized by the bling
Parlayin', doin' my thing
Boys hypnotized, traumatized by the bling