K-oss and Go Mack are the wack-deejay-slayers
But if you try to run up, I'ma say you trippin'
And you know, it's like that in 90
'Cause I'm a baller, and I won't settle for less
True, true
See what he think about
Just like Eazy-E said we mobbin' Robin Good
And in the back, who is that? The men with the mack
Smooth check your hoe, even if I don't know her
I keep my Locs on because I know you on fiend
(The whole wide world)
Put Lorenzos on my Benzo, so I know it look fresh
And when I'm ballin', yo, I gotta be packed
KM. G, 187, yo, we got it together
So sit back and learn, 'cause it's time for some schoolin' and rulin'
It's time to build, so take this chill pill
And once again, we have to send it to who?
Beggin' KM. G to come bump the walls in the house
(The whole wide world)
The simple fact is, yeah, that we ballin'
'Cause I'm a giant, and to you new jacks
Dedicated to who?
And as I enter the door, watch the freaks start callin'
(The whole wide world)
The name of this piece is called, ballin'
You got a beep? We gotta go, 'cause money is callin'
When it comes to rockin', they wrote the book
(The whole wide world)
Just like the homie, Amp we like our shit drop
With the homie D.O.C and Dr. Dre
You got a fucked up style of rap and without the kick
Get off my tip, 'cause I'm about to enter
All the busters on the center
We'll take yo shit, because you ain't legit
And if you don't believe me, hurry, come see our show
A 500 with a convertible top
For the fags, the hags, the rags and the jerks
We gon' put some mega shit together
It ain't nothin' homie, you be frontin'
I know that it's true, because I seen your hands clappin'
Yeah, 'bout to put this piece together for Laylaw
The simple fact is that we ballin'
Toes tappin', the freaks are jockin'
This song is Ballin', let me drop some dope lyrics
You're soft, you're finna get tossed
To who?
(The whole wide world)
And it's gon' stay like that
See, I'm a baller, and I watch my back
All you busters on the scene
And I wanna dedicate this piece to all you players
And on the tables, what? The two be cookin'
So as the beat reaches a lower kind of level
Make it high and fly, so all of y'all can hear it
The name of this piece is called, ballin'
I made it ride higher while I'm ballin' through Cali
Don't come up and start, because you're gonna get smacked
Now we gon' drop it a little bit somethin' like this
Yo, I had to have the homies 'cause they got the sack
What? Ballin' while the freaks keep callin'
It's dedicated to
'Cause we ballin'
I'ma recite a little poetry for y'all
Sendin' it out to
(The whole wide world)
She starts that fiendin', she gets turned out
Like a spectator, you jock what I'm doin'
Before you hit my corner, somebody be dead
Of whatever, cause ain't nothin' changed but the weather
Since the breakdown was dope, you can't get enough rappin'
(The whole wide world)
It's the hood, I thought it was understood
But even if she has the spouse
It's dedicated to
All you East side rappers, you had to start pissin' me off
And all you ladies out there
By two boss players who's your dope rhyme sayers
And we ballin' with the homie Eazy-E
If your cups are empty, go get a refill
Straight low rider, yeah, we do a little [Incomprehensible]
This phase that I call the finale
I'ma recite a little poetry for y'all
And I wanna dedicate this piece to all you players
And you know we gotta break it down for who?
He look just like a lace head
All because the way 187 is rockin'
Rollin' down the 'Shaw and you think you be humpin' on laces?
If I ain't packed homeboy, you could say I'm slippin'
(The whole wide world)
Who's it dedicated to?
So listen, I'm finna start dissin'
You'll see me, KM.G, Total K-oss and Go
And at our concerts we always do work
