Luyện nghe bài hát Grand Finale

Check this out ya
You've to the last and final record
Toxic gettin' crunk on you
My KX-Zilla, Steve the guitar man droppin' the rhythm
And I got the whole Ballers family up in here, nigga
A yo Franks, you the early bird of this muthafucka gun

Picture a niggas raw, amber fire his ass
And what we'll say is we saw, muthafuckas, I slaughter
'em out the water, Legit, that's Ballers
My styles as lethal as a bitch that's found with AIDS gettin'
Nigga, you get sprain wit some hot shit
While you run, I pop shit, yo ghetto no harder than mine

Fuck that block shit, you manage them thangs
The robber takin' and born in the
the match and bang, I hold my gun up high
Screamin', "Fuck 'em all" then I get in that as cholesterol
I got the lock down like Alcatraz and if you escape
You haul ass, 'cause when I catch ya physically and mentally

I bring yo ass on the block, the penalty
Put 'em in the hot seat grab a hoe, I'll you some shit
That'll make your eyes out ya skull, 'cause bein' odd
On the is a no, niggas, didn't know that I could go off
And show off, and off the law, turn, send ten shows that'll burn
left is a muthafuckin' dent in the alley
Beanie Franks is the shit on the finale

Yeah, that's tha shit I'm about, nigga
Now it's time for Turtle Banks to

Banks, you know, it's my turn to buss
And make weak muthafuckas turn to
And if you weak you die in the of Chi
It's deep drive by my bullets fly in the
Them ain't ballin' mufuckas fakin'
Scared of facin' Legit at ya crib waitin'

And now you shakin', call the guys to chase me
I make them punk muthafuckas buckle up for
A bitch, a pickle, a chicken, a clique, niggas is
For they skits and they scourges, now I'm pimpin' the
I'm urgin' and rearrangin' your muthafuckin' face like a surgeon
Lyrics layin' wit a that's what I be fuck settin' every peace

My to yo ass, I see, O, for my mob status I'ma lay low
Representin' Legit and niggas biten the flow
On the streets or the stage, A 45 or a
That's why me and the Twista always hittin' the page
For 'Cause we so damn cold and when we enter the car
Niggas cluthcin' hoes, so fuck it, fall wit dust
And get while Nitty bustes the facts in the grand finale

Yeah, 'lil nigga, been once for you bitches
Y'all can't Legit Ballers
And just when you thought it was
T-Nitty in here doin'

The names Nitty, you know, I'm comin' off like a
the mob, I gotta bang ya, and everyday
Situation I was caught by, fuck a car, I do a muthafuckin' walk by
When the G to the AME, whole fuckin' familys greivin'
'Cause if I miss some I burn ya, then I'm arrested, for what?
Attempt murda, never out done only out

Fuckin' bitches and then I leave 'em boo-hooin', why?
they addicted to what the dick did
The pleasure and pain, the wing inflicted
Given two to the head
Boy, you mess wit a mad and hard head

Fool, I'm a straight low broke
'Cause today I be a balla, shot caller
I don't give a about one
Them hoes ain't even got and they boo-hooin'
Now when I take it rap

While I'm still gang bangin' bitch catch a cap
Not easy but my nine to kill wit
if you poppin' bullshit
The N I to the T
Especially my on the muthafuckin' Grand Finale

Yeah, that was bangin'
Last but not least Twista up in
The orignator of the all y'all niggas been biten
And to you how it's done, gun

Swingin', my raw was through rap to the rythm
back T-O is in the back, so if it makes you giggle
I figure you thinks it's but to me its kinda tilly
Tell 'em what? I'm makin' fetty, off the man
Though we buzzin' I'm thuggin', get drunk
And discustin' the way I be bustin' pistols and

Don't second for me to pop off my nine
I'm the tiggy-tiggy Twista nigga what have been
On out of the pick but I was harder to the formula
It's cold we been smokin' on dro
So nigga when you take a listen, you who I'm dissin'
Don't leave permission, the Baller-T aka The Swisher Roller
The Bigger Gun Holder, so I be damned when a role up

Ever compete wit Mobster Elites much less beef, it's
You on my tip wit no heat, never smile
the Twistas in the club 'cause I got a mask and gloves
And I might be bustin' out slugs, I'm raw
I'm smokin' on kali, gang bangin'
Wit Mobsta Elites on the Grand Finale

Yeah, that's how real ballers
Lay it down nigga, now it's time to run
All the muthafuckas that made this here happen
My nigga Jag, my Big Ed, Big Fud
Charlemagne, Calla One, The Engineer

KX, and these all the niggas from Legit family
Ty-Nitty, Beanie Franks, Miss Cane, Dark
Banks, that nigga High Beam, the mobstas Liff and Maze
Chine White bangin' the beats, Toxic, my Twista
And the of the whole Legit Ballers family, ya dig?

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