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Twista Legit Ballin Vol 1

can't breathe (Please get 'em off me) I can't breathe (Mothafucka get 'em off me) Well, I fell up in the club tonight Hit the bar had broads on my nuts 'cuz I'ma balla Legit

game recognize game cock your pistols and aim (wee straight) all about hustlin and bustin for change (wee straight) to go there we can get in this bitch (wee straight) ballin

you die in the streets of Chi It's deep drive by my bullets fly in the seat Them niggas ain't ballin' mufuckas fakin' Scared of facin' Legit Ballers

Come on, we can go on over you know to my place You know to the Pendergrass style You know come and go with me It won't be long just for a little while

do to get em to ride with the shit I ride high with my click do or die with my click got the flick in this bitch and we all ball legit type of chicken

out straight humpin' Shit, she would have to do something I was pumpin', big back in 96' I need a new lick, but I got on a handle That function Legit Ballin

many birds ya had to flip to get this here matter of fact when you were on fall's magazine Baller of The Year (ah) you got the shorties on the block while ya balling

(feat. Todd Nitty) Restraint! Artilerry motherfucker, legit balling bitch but don't get it twisted Ain't no hoes over here Yeah, we got guns nigga,

one of my fights Ima leave ya all dead [chorus] [Big Body] well I fell up in the club tonight hit the bar had broads on my nuts cuz Ima balla legit