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Ooooo all the way it go
 Ooooo all the way it go
 Ooooo all the way it go
 Oooooaahhhhhhh
 Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
 Ooooo all the way it go
 Ooooo all the way it go
 Ooooo all the way it go
 Ooooo all the way it go
 Ooooo all the way it go
 Oooooaahhhhhhh
 Got that Ruger on me, jeweler on me
 Mula on me, who the homie
 You be talking shit, got that boss bitch
 Boss bitch, hold on, I crashed the whip
 Choppa gon' lay down a nigga
 That's that O shit, boss shit
 Ready to switch up
 Got that new money
 Blue money, ready to pick up
 Like ooooooo, choppa gon' bury a nigga
 I go get it how I live it
 Talk shit, yeah nigga, talk is all a memory
 The choppa hit, chalk shit, walk quick
 Yeah niggas beefin' is all a memory
 I let 'em hate, talk shit, talk shit
 Yeah, nigga, this is all it did to me
 More bottles, more bitches, more gold
 More hoes, this is all a victory
 Ballin' hard in my i8
 Watch it swerve, keep my mind straight
 Dip and dash, hit ya guy gate
 Dip and dash, hit ya guy face
 I be talking like I got a Rays Charles choppa
 Yeah that's my blind date
 You be talking like you B.I.G
 You'll get crossed out, you ain't got faith
 That's that guy snake
 Watch out for that guy snake
 Big bullets with the U-Haul truck
 So we move his ass 'round my place
 Move his ass over there and over there
 Take his ass around (THLLLLLAH)
 That's what happens when it's my state
 Whip the glass 'til the pot break
 Whip the glass, gotta watch snakes
 Whip the glass, gotta watch jakes
 Niggas coming fast, choppa whip his ass
 Everybody gotta tryna buy plate
 Everybody tryna whip the coke up
 Get it back to the Tri-State
 Get it back to the Tri-State
 Get it back to the Tri-State
 That's the rocket launcher or that golden Smithen
 Smith and Wesson, it'll eject ya, golden hit ya
 That them black and white, the pandas go and get ya
 Got that gold watch
 ...with me, getting more liquor
 She be paparazzin' with her tits out, getting more liquor
 I be countin' money, gettin' cash
 Yeah gettin' more jigga
 Let me find out that you riding 'round with them broke niggas
 Everybody riding town, yeah niggas gon' get ya
 And they gon' hit ya
 Fill you with holes, nigga
 I done get it how I get it
 Talk shit, yeah nigga, talk is all a memory
 Smith and Wesson, it'll eject ya
 Golden hit ya
 That's the black and white, pandas gon' get ya
 Got gold bottle with that stripper with me
 Getting more liquor, more pigeons, more cash
 More chicken
 Dead niggas come through, gon' flip 'em
 Old niggas own niggas, I'm my own nigga
 I'm a king, welcome to the throne, nigga
 Barreled up, hit you with the stones, nigga
 Knock you out, Mr. Larry Holmes, nigga
 Switch it up, clap you chrome, nigga
 On the camera, hit you with the drones, nigga
 Hot97 turn to Mac 11
 Everybody worried 'bout me, get ya own, nigga
 Ball out champion, fall out champion
 Ball out champion, fall out champion
 Ball out champion, fall out champion
 The war not never done
 Ayy, ayy, ayy, true
 Ball like a champion, fall like a champion
 Ball like a champion
 Ball like a champion, fall like a champion
 Ball like a champion
 Ball like a champion, fall like a champion
 Ball like a champion
 Ball like a champion, fall like a champion
 Ball like a champion
 Ball like a champion, fall like a champion
 Ball like a champion
 Ball like a champion, fall like a champion
 Ball like a champion
 
 Ooooo all the way it go
 Ooooo all the way it go
 Ooooo all the way it go
 Oooooaahhhhhhh
 Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
 Ooooo all the way it go
 Ooooo all the way it go
 Ooooo all the way it go
 Ooooo all the way it go
 Ooooo all the way it go
 Oooooaahhhhhhh
 Got that Ruger on me, jeweler on me
 Mula on me, who the homie
 You be talking shit, got that boss bitch
 Boss bitch, hold on, I crashed the whip
 Choppa gon' lay down a nigga
 That's that O shit, boss shit
 Ready to switch up
 Got that new money
 Blue money, ready to pick up
 Like ooooooo, choppa gon' bury a nigga
 I go get it how I live it
 Talk shit, yeah nigga, talk is all a memory
 The choppa hit, chalk shit, walk quick
 Yeah niggas beefin' is all a memory
 I let 'em hate, talk shit, talk shit
 Yeah, nigga, this is all it did to me
 More bottles, more bitches, more gold
 More hoes, this is all a victory
 Ballin' hard in my i8
 Watch it swerve, keep my mind straight
 Dip and dash, hit ya guy gate
 Dip and dash, hit ya guy face
 I be talking like I got a Rays Charles choppa
 Yeah that's my blind date
 You be talking like you B.I.G
 You'll get crossed out, you ain't got faith
 That's that guy snake
 Watch out for that guy snake
 Big bullets with the U-Haul truck
 So we move his ass 'round my place
 Move his ass over there and over there
 Take his ass around (THLLLLLAH)
 That's what happens when it's my state
 Whip the glass 'til the pot break
 Whip the glass, gotta watch snakes
 Whip the glass, gotta watch jakes
 Niggas coming fast, choppa whip his ass
 Everybody gotta tryna buy plate
 Everybody tryna whip the coke up
 Get it back to the Tri-State
 Get it back to the Tri-State
 Get it back to the Tri-State
 That's the rocket launcher or that golden Smithen
 Smith and Wesson, it'll eject ya, golden hit ya
 That them black and white, the pandas go and get ya
 Got that gold watch
 ...with me, getting more liquor
 She be paparazzin' with her tits out, getting more liquor
 I be countin' money, gettin' cash
 Yeah gettin' more jigga
 Let me find out that you riding 'round with them broke niggas
 Everybody riding town, yeah niggas gon' get ya
 And they gon' hit ya
 Fill you with holes, nigga
 I done get it how I get it
 Talk shit, yeah nigga, talk is all a memory
 Smith and Wesson, it'll eject ya
 Golden hit ya
 That's the black and white, pandas gon' get ya
 Got gold bottle with that stripper with me
 Getting more liquor, more pigeons, more cash
 More chicken
 Dead niggas come through, gon' flip 'em
 Old niggas own niggas, I'm my own nigga
 I'm a king, welcome to the throne, nigga
 Barreled up, hit you with the stones, nigga
 Knock you out, Mr. Larry Holmes, nigga
 Switch it up, clap you chrome, nigga
 On the camera, hit you with the drones, nigga
 Hot97 turn to Mac 11
 Everybody worried 'bout me, get ya own, nigga
 Ball out champion, fall out champion
 Ball out champion, fall out champion
 Ball out champion, fall out champion
 The war not never done
 Ayy, ayy, ayy, true
 Ball like a champion, fall like a champion
 Ball like a champion
 Ball like a champion, fall like a champion
 Ball like a champion
 Ball like a champion, fall like a champion
 Ball like a champion
 Ball like a champion, fall like a champion
 Ball like a champion
 Ball like a champion, fall like a champion
 Ball like a champion
 Ball like a champion, fall like a champion
 Ball like a champion
 

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Duration
04:28
Key
8
Tempo
124 BPM

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