Still Ballin` — текст песни (Master P f Krazy, Slay Sean)

{Chorus 2x - Krazy}
We some No Limit Soldiers
(We still ballin` so fuck what you think
You broke niggaz keep hatin` you can`t stop the tank)
You see No Limit is an army

{Master P}
Nigga what what bitches callin` my name
Homies hut hut No Limit still in the game
See I`m a money making nigga like Bill Gates
Me and my lil cousin toss bitches from state to state
Lil` Beezy he off the heezy
He in the threezy smoking weezy
I don`t give a fuck about you hatin` I`m chasin` fortune and fame
I got every ghetto bitch screamin my name
Nigga rap in the South I started that
It wasn`t cool to be country til` I brought it back
Now y`all boys know y`all can`t mess with me
Cause No Limit is a part of history

Chorus 2x

{Krazy}
I seen a nigga catch 30 rounds and live through it
You could tell he was a soldier and he knew it
Fuckin` wit me, my niggaz ???
Fuckin` wit me you better not leave the club
All it takes is some hennessy and I`m gone
Dressed in all back bitch I`m bout to follow you home
With my chopper
I release anger
Runnin` off in the dark like strangers
I don`t give a fuck nigga if you like me
I told the same thing ???
Its easy
To bust a niggas skull plate
Half of you haters go to jail quick and to the state
You ain`t ready

{Slay Sean}
Out of control ever since I got out the hold
Fuck a P.O. I ain`t got time for parole
My nine it explodes every time its exposed
Once you see it you get it that`s how No Limit rolls
Fold in your doors and hit you while you dead on the floor
Excuse me miss but we gotta take him straight to the morgue
Talkin` the talk knowin` he ain`t walkin` the walk
Fuckin` with him is like me fuckin` with pork
I`m holdin` the fort for every person reppin` New York
Niggas front on No Limit ya ass is out when you caught
Fuck what you thought they`ll find you lying dead on the porch
Clothes soiled your body red as your heart

Chorus 4x