Ball Game Songtext
Ah, right, child of the ghetto, nobody explained to me
I learned from the streets no picture was [?] for me
This niggers is frosty not what they claiming to be
Got my 9 11 niggers with me, they craving for beef
Let the chopper sing to them like Frankie Sinatra
High-school nigger [?] got shelved in a locker
This for my niggers up top getting ready for lock up
This rap niggers weak, [?] out like a pop up
Known for making movies, give them an Oscar
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Ah, right, child of the ghetto, nobody explained to me
I learned from the streets no picture was [?] for me
This niggers is frosty not what they claiming to be
Got my 9 11 niggers with me, they craving for beef
Let the chopper sing to them like Frankie Sinatra
High-school nigger [?] got shelved in a locker
This for my niggers up top getting ready for lock up
This rap niggers weak, [?] out like a pop up
Known for making movies, give them an Oscar
Fucking low junkie, [?] reason why they stock up
Hold [?] through the show, spending cake to watch us
Come home to you kush [?] on the lockers
Ah, you fucking right, just another day another hard [?] at night
These fucking weirdoes, these niggers ain't bright
Playing around with [?] ball game, right
I'm on my way, real on cake
Won't stop grinding till my [?] all straight
I do my [?] don't make me loose my cool
Knock them out the park,
What you wanna do niggers, it's ball game
That's a ball game chump, ah
Ball game, nigger, the ball game's done, right
And every [?] show your career's ending
You niggers ain't winning, really you're short winded
The base is loaded, you ever nodes
Your spot in your game was took
Yes I look at your team choking, So [?] never can play us [?]
Same shooters on your block [?] scooter
I'm raising my stock with every hit record
Look at my bracket, your status [?] soon as they [?] we in the session
[?] we [?] you posing as a poster
We post your death on a poster [?]
So you can watch [?]
I'm probably tied up with a cheerleader
Just [?] you fucked around and let [?]
Time's up [?] over the stadium
I'm on my way, real on cake
Won't stop grinding till my [?] all straight
I do my [?] don't make me loose my cool
Knock them out the park,
What you wanna do niggers, it's ball game
That's a ball game chump, ah
Ball game, nigger, the ball game's done, right.
Hold [?] through the show, spending cake to watch us
Come home to you kush [?] on the lockers
Ah, you fucking right, just another day another hard [?] at night
These fucking weirdoes, these niggers ain't bright
Playing around with [?] ball game, right
I'm on my way, real on cake
Won't stop grinding till my [?] all straight
I do my [?] don't make me loose my cool
Knock them out the park,
What you wanna do niggers, it's ball game
That's a ball game chump, ah
Ball game, nigger, the ball game's done, right
And every [?] show your career's ending
You niggers ain't winning, really you're short winded
The base is loaded, you ever nodes
Your spot in your game was took
Yes I look at your team choking, So [?] never can play us [?]
Same shooters on your block [?] scooter
I'm raising my stock with every hit record
Look at my bracket, your status [?] soon as they [?] we in the session
[?] we [?] you posing as a poster
We post your death on a poster [?]
So you can watch [?]
I'm probably tied up with a cheerleader
Just [?] you fucked around and let [?]
Time's up [?] over the stadium
I'm on my way, real on cake
Won't stop grinding till my [?] all straight
I do my [?] don't make me loose my cool
Knock them out the park,
What you wanna do niggers, it's ball game
That's a ball game chump, ah
Ball game, nigger, the ball game's done, right.
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