I Would Share The Definition Of Ballin' With You White Folks...



But No.




(Tupac)




I'm Up Before The Sunrise First To Hit The Block.



Little Bad Mothafucka With A Pocket Full Of Rocks.



And I'm Totin' These Thangs Get My Skinny Little Ass Kicked.



And Niggas Laugh Til' Tha First Mothafucka Got Blasted.



I Put The Nigga In His Casket



Now They Coverin' The Bastard In Plastic.



I Smoke Blunts On A Regular Buck When It Counts.



I'm Tryin' To Make A Million Dollars Outta Quarter Ounce.



And Gettin' Lost On The Five-o, Fuck Them Hos.



Got A 45 Screamin' About Survival.



Hey Nigga Can I Lay Low, Cook Some Yay-yo.



Hollar "one-time" When I Say So.



Don't Want To Go To The Pen, I'm Hittin' Fences.



Narcs On A Nigga's Back, Missin' Me By Inches.



And They Say How Do You Survive Weighin' 165



In A City Where The Skinny Niggas Die?



Tell Mama Don't Cry.



Even When They Kill Me,



They Can Never Take The Game From A Young G.



I'm St8 Ballin'!




St8 Ballin'!




Still On Parole And I'm The First Nigga Servin'



Pour Some Liquor On The Curb For My Niggas That Deserve It.



But If I Want To Make A Million, Gotta Stay Dealin'.



It's Kinda Boomin' And Today I'll Make A Killin'.



Dressin' Down Like A Villian', But Only On The Block.



It's A Clever Disguise To Keep Me Runnin' From The Cops.



Ha, I'm Gettin' High. I Think I'll Die If I Don't Get No Ends.



I'm In A Bucket With 'em Ridin' It Like It's A Benz.



I Hate To Stip Let My Music Bump,



Drinkin' Liquor, And I'm Lookin' For Some Hoes To Fuck.



Rather Die Makin' Money Than Live Poor And Legal