here, niggas getting paid And we gonna stick together and represent it foverever Chorus: (x2) We gon? ball till we fall nigga I'm gon? ball till I motherfucking fall
Tradução: Magia. Hasta Ball nos enamoramos.
cut throat We, bury powers on the set that they come from We know magic, Turn weed smoke to gun smoke We, ball first when we ride You, in a hearse when
cut throat We, bury powers on the set that they come from We, no magic turn We, smoke the gun smoke We, bomb first when we ride You, in a hearse when
throat We, bury cowards on the set that they come from We know magic, Turn weed smoke to gun smoke We, ball first when we ride You, in a hearse when you
watch me! But they cannot see me like Hitler It's the New Orleans Nightmare Money so old it's growin white hair Young Money baby Yeah we right here I'm a make sure we ball till we fall
all we all know the beats is Like a mix between fergie and jeez Imagine the direction of this immaculate conception Everyone of his majesty's swim partys is pageantrys Cannon ball
it ain't 'white' though Ice so bright shit shine like a light show This my life yo go get yours bitch Ball till we fall till the drugs hit the ball pit
dead carnival Dead carney, carnies, dead juggalos Walk hand in hand with the dead carnival You ask do we gang, do we bang in a gang, mang? Do we bang
what's wrong with glass pots and a scale Pose fo' them bitches like the Double XL [Verse 2 - Wille the Kid] Homie we ball till we fall Magic City to
't no fuckin' rapper man 16 I don't know Jay If you don't believe me then Who you know who can spit till he pop the real Never thought about rappin' till
won't stop until they put me on the wall See I ain't never had shit so it's my time to shine And I'm a ball 'till I motherfuckin' fall Damn it feels
me, but they cannot see me Like Hitler it?s the New Orleans Nightmare Money so old it?s growing white hair Young Money baby, yeah we right here I?ma make sure we ball till we fall
the first pawn They called it "Black Tuesday" when the stock market crashed A fix in 1919 turned the White Sox to Black Black balled, black magic, executioner
dun went off twice Should I answer the call, yes, I'm mackin' 'em all We met 'em up in the mall, recall Player's Ball Well, it's Player's Ball 2, so
like brandy wine? Shall we go now and dine? We'll do the merry minuet till the yellow moon has set We shall dance through the midsummer night Come my
tips Reprogram, a world full of slow jams Grab the prize and clutch it tight with both hands Why go ?? talk Anyone that calls this fall off(?) can suck my balls
fans How we love you, rubber ball man Look at your fans How we love you, rubber ball man Look at your fans How we love you, rubber ball man Crying over
