Can I Ball

Mac

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    Say Slim, look.

    What's happenin wootay.

    We goin take this here all the way from the Magnolia
    across Clayborne.

    Do it like that.

    Ya heard me.

    Do it.

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    Can I ball yall or do they wanna see me crawl
    Man fuck all yall, if yall was waiting on my fall
    Can I ball niggas or do they wanna see me crawl
    Man fuck all yall, if yall was waiting on my fall

    To make this million I'm bound to left uptown to go get it
    Once I get it, I'm a split it with those who I'm commited
    Like who, my nigga Wop, my girl Storm and the rest of my click
    Everybody else be on some oh you ballin now (you ballin now)
    Since you play me closer, I'm a get the toast, oh mark my word
    Fuck em, fuck em if they don't know what's happen my rap
    If a nigga know me, he don't know me no more
    Cause I don't hang in the same streets no more, I gotta condo
    I lay low, chill, stay away from shit that get niggas killed
    Call me fake then my niggas will say that's trill
    Check it, funny high hoes be calling me jiggy now
    Cause I gotta little jingle, mingle with the finest and sport
    diamonds
    When I was broke I was skinny and full of shit
    Now it ain't nothin for me to pull a bitch
    I scratch off and I hear them hoes say he did that
    Every bitch I fuck be saying I'm tryin to have your kid Mac
    I ain't with that

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    [Chorus]

    Can I ball yall or do they wanna see me crawl
    Man fuck all yall, if yall was waiting on my fall
    Can I ball yall or do they wanna see me crawl
    Man fuck all yall, if yall was waiting on my fall

    I'm a try my best not to let these niggas bring me out there
    They know you beefing with the ????, and them niggas don't care
    Who they kill, and tryin to be a millionare on the real
    But I can't a from with that foolishness so I'm a chill
    And just pass through the projects that I used to roam in
    Tote the black and the steel chrome and holler at trill
    niggas like Jim Stone and
    No more hangin, no more slangin pearls and crack pieces
    No more fucking dog bitches carryin deadly deseases
    They burn your dick off, givin you aids through the rubber
    I had to settle down with a boss bitch and now that's my lover
    She down for a nigga
    And when the situation gets heavy she lets loose rounds for a
    nigga
    And if I don't come home she'll come blood hound for a nigga
    That's the type of bitch I need, no drink, no smoke, no weed
    Hoes label me a hot boy cause I just come home and I don't get
    D'd
    But I'm a boss baby, I like to floss baby
    Can I ball yall, can I ball

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    Now can I ball yall or do they wanna see me crawl
    Man fuck all yall, if yall was waiting on my fall
    Can I ball yall or do they wanna see me crawl
    Man fuck all yall, if yall was waiting on my fall

    Now Soulja Slim, my nigga, my nerve, my partner, my wootay,
    my round
    My ace, my dog, I was down even when you was on that ground
    You camoflauged uptown that was some shit to see
    So when they locked you up I continue the legacy
    Now all these niggas claiming Soulja is you bout that ball
    Would you die for me if a nigga pull up in that tinted car
    I think you niggas sitting around waiting on my fall
    Let a nigga ball, nigga let a nigga ball

    [Chorus]

    Can I ball yall or do they wanna see me crawl
    Man fuck all yall, if yall was waiting on my fall
    Can I ball niggas or do they wanna see me crawl
    Man fuck yall niggas, if yall was waiting on my fall
    Ya heard me, woah

    Now yall understand.
    Now you understand.
    Macadon and Soulja Slim.
    In the process of B-O-O-Cing, ballin out of control.

    Bleeding out of control nigga.

    Ya understand.

    So uh look, I'm a tell these niggas like this here.
    We bout to go get these motherfuckin rolexes shined up nigga.
    And go get our chrome shined up.
    And we goin ball ya heard me.

    They ain't goin like that.
    They don't wanna hear no shit like that.

    They ain't goin like that.

    But we ballin out of control though.

    Bleeding out of control.

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