Mr. Baller

Nah, man, we don't take our chains off, nah
 We're here to make noise
 We're here to make noise
 With VA and Detroit boys
 We're here to make noise
 We're here to make noise
 Nigga, we're here to make noise
 With VA and Detroit boys
 Come on, come on
 Twin Nina Ross sisters, promise to never miss ya
 Hit ya thirty-four times to make your skin blister
 Extended clips, cocked back quick to chrome sisters
 You wild fire gunnin' bin barrels with Rogue pistols
 Walkin' contradiction like Quiet Noise
 No words, eyes blurred with my diamonds pores
 Four karats in these ears make you call your boys
 While I'm surrounded by bitches with guns and sex toys
 Blind love for money, head and warm steel
 Coke off the boat, wrapped in banana peels
 Life's so pricey, it's sendin' ya body chills
 And we baptize cars, put hollows through windshields
 I'm Mr. Baller, nigga, I'm Mr. Baller
 What you talkin' 'bout, nigga, you see a baller
 Fuck that bullshit, nigga, 'cuz I'm a baller
 I take on all y'all nigga, now that's a baller
 I'm Mr. Baller, nigga, I'm Mr. Baller
 What you talkin' 'bout, nigga, you see a baller
 Fuck that bullshit, nigga, 'cuz I'm a baller
 I take on all y'all nigga, now that's a baller
 Hollow take what? Y'all cats ya want none
 I wanna see God, first come and meet my gun
 Life's a bitch, diamonds to shine, fuck to shit
 Detroit, paradise if you roll wit' my clique
 Otherwse it's hell, ain't no escapin' the trips
 They gotta gun, good
 You'a need it in the land of the trench
 Pick 'em up, fuck 'em up
 Every man for theyself
 Unless you cheat wit' a crew similar to myself
 We in the to be killa zone, playin' the D
 Lovin' the D, out-a towners hatin' the D
 I die for the D
 If I could I'd fuckin' marry the D
 Stick my dick in the streets
 And nut a bomb in the D
 You lookin' at at least 50 granny in face
 And if you thought any less, just know you made a mistake
 They done told you wrong, Clipse in the grey Yukon
 Don't mistake this style for hot and it ain't lukewarm
 We gets busy, whether dressed in Croc'dile or Lizzie
 You can catch a hot ball from a all black Lizzie
 Start flamin', watch cats start they explainin'
 Should've known when around my dogs, tuck yo chain in
 Any time you look, bet you find us in whips
 Diamonds and shit, break scams from the finest of chicks
 Royce and Neptunes sick like dead babies in restrooms
 Malice and Dome Sheist, y'all niggaz is flesh wounds
 I'm Mr. Baller, nigga, I'm Mr. Baller
 What you talkin' 'bout, nigga, you see a baller
 Fuck that bullshit, nigga, 'cuz I'm a baller
 I take on all y'all nigga, now that's a baller
 I'm Mr. Baller, nigga, I'm Mr. Baller
 What you talkin' 'bout, nigga, you see a baller
 Fuck that bullshit, nigga, 'cuz I'm a baller
 I take on all y'all nigga, now that's a baller
 I was trained to hang 'til the raid is over
 Roll wit' nothin' but a whole brigade of soldiers
 I was young, holdin' guns, I kept one wit' me
 In the flat bed in the back of an F-150
 I see three and the six, me and the Clipse
 Squeeze off, pop the guns, you seein' tips
 So ride wit' me, nigga die wit' me
 Yo this money's the easiest shit to get in this world besides pussy
 That'll cost you my whole crew will stomp you to death
 Wearin' cleats until you look like a waffle, I won the battle
 The first nigga to ever get the cover of "The Source"
 And the cover of "Guns and Ammo"
 Burn you alive soon as you and the fire collide
 Hit me, it'll just be a nigga, hired to die
 Plus I ball, I'm ignorant, Dogg
 I'm a muthafuckin' star, nigga, suck my balls
 I'm Mr. Baller, nigga, I'm Mr. Baller
 What you talkin' 'bout, nigga, you see a baller
 Fuck that bullshit, nigga, 'cuz I'm a baller
 I take on all y'all nigga, now that's a baller
 I'm Mr. Baller, nigga, I'm Mr. Baller
 What you talkin' 'bout, nigga, you see a baller
 Fuck that bullshit, nigga, 'cuz I'm a baller
 I take on all y'all nigga, now that's a baller
 I'm Mr. Baller, nigga, I'm Mr. Baller
 What you talkin' 'bout, nigga, you see a baller
 Fuck that bullshit, nigga, 'cuz I'm a baller
 I take on all y'all nigga, now that's a baller
 I'm Mr. Baller, nigga, I'm Mr. Baller
 What you talkin' 'bout, nigga, you see a baller
 Fuck that bullshit, nigga, 'cuz I'm a baller
 I take on all y'all nigga, now that's a baller