Lets Play Ball
TuPac Speaks
Let's play ball ku, I got next
He was dissin', now his picture floating all around the 'net
We score buckets in these techs, boy I don't miss that
They was talking crazy on IG, but where that get back?
Smoking on that KD, this is that KD in a backwood
If the Glock don't take him down, bitch the fucking Mac would
That bitch keep on crying, give her dick and make her act good
I'm just getting money, I ain't worried about your set, hood
Foenem hanging out that car
Light him up, I spark
40 pop him like some Tylenol
Then cook him like some tar
Ain't no droppin out that six we gone wet him up
Thinking with your dick, I take advantage, we gonna set him up
New G26, I pull up flexing like I exercise
Opps don't even pop out no more, think them niggas terrified
Y'all ain't did shit but cry ever since Marceles died
He caught so much faceshots the detective couldn't recognize
Ay
Them niggas bitches
Too sick like '19, don't get too close, we social distance
Let off the whole mag, hollows got that nigga twitching
Feds hate my guts, they know I be tapping switches
Bitch I ball in Nike tech scoring like I'm with the Pistons
Bully on my body, you don't want to see them members
Hopout solo dolo, pop a nigga like a jigga
Yo bitch ran through, you a goofy if you still with her
Let's play ball ku, I got next
He was dissin', now his picture floating all around the 'net
We score buckets in these techs, boy I don't miss that
They was talking crazy on IG, but where that get back?
Smoking on that KD, this is that KD in a backwood
If the Glock don't take him down, bitch the fucking Mac would
That bitch keep on crying, give her dick and make her act good
I'm just getting money, I ain't worried about your set, hood
Foenem hanging out that car
Light him up, I spark
40 pop him like some Tylenol
Then cook him like some tar
Ain't no droppin out that six we gone wet him up
Thinking with your dick, I take advantage, we gonna set him up
New G26, I pull up flexing like I exercise
Opps don't even pop out no more, think them niggas terrified
Y'all ain't did shit but cry ever since Marceles died
He caught so much faceshots the detective couldn't recognize
Ay
Them niggas bitches
Too sick like '19, don't get too close, we social distance
Let off the whole mag, hollows got that nigga twitching
Feds hate my guts, they know I be tapping switches
Bitch I ball in Nike tech scoring like I'm with the Pistons
Bully on my body, you don't want to see them members
Hopout solo dolo, pop a nigga like a jigga
Yo bitch ran through, you a goofy if you still with her
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Writer(s): David Campbell
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