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letra de ballin' - bukshot

[intro: chuck willis]
he’s a bad boy, loves his city
loves the ky, yeah the 5-0-2
he’s a big boy, he keeps his girls pretty
always down to ride, he’s a hustling fool
c-come on

[verse 1: bukshot]
i’m a ky boy from the 5-0-2
bukshot (yes it is)
i’m a hustling fool
everybody looking good in my clique ya dig
pushing real tight rips living life real big
like stars in the sky, yeah my city gonna shine
louisville that’s right, get yours, get mine
get it right, let’s grind
make it tight, let’s rhyme
no matter what they say, it ain’t hard to find that i’m

[chorus: chuck willis]
man i’m still (man i’m still, man i’m still)
i’m still ballin’ (still ballin’, still ballin’)
i’ma ball like a dawg i’ma ball till i fall
man i’m still (man i’m still, man i’m still)
i’m still ballin’ (still ballin’, still ballin’)
i’ma ball like a dawg i’ma ball till i fall
[verse 2: bukshot]
i’ve been dropping them hits since welcome to the villе
i got love for the peoplе riding with me up the hill
never stop or slow down, no sir i never will
cause you know how i roll and you know i keep it real
i got six cds on the shelf come on
i ain’t went nowhere, i keep pushing strong
ain’t n0body gonna stop us from blowing up
put your ls in the air yeah throw ’em up
from my people in the hood making h-lla noise to my people in the woods, yeah my good ole boys
all my u.a.k. fans i got love for y’all
to all my u.a. ville fans yeah we bound to ball

[verse 3: bukshot]
i got love for the ky and all its groups
b sim,, hurricane and my nappy roots, villebillies, mack-b, big dre’ and kc
heaven hill, committee and the mob, and to every single artist in the bluegrass state try to spread some love and do away with hate
there’s too many stars for us not to shine
big v take it home, let ’em know what’s on your mind
[bridge: vito banga]
got the dice baby shake ’em up
i get your ride clean
pop a tag, turn the music up, money ain’t a thing
got the dice baby shake ’em up
i get your ride clean
pop a tag, turn the music up, money ain’t a thing
cool cool cool cool cool cool in my white-t, k on my hat
big wheels on the ride, we do it like that
patron with shots at the bar for all of my dawgs
ain’t nothing at all, this is how we ball

[outro: vito banga]
i’m still ballin’ (still ballin’, still ballin’)
man i’m still (man i’m still, man i’m still)
yeah the 5-0-2, he’s a hustlin’ fool
i’m still ballin’ (still ballin’, still ballin’)

- bukshot

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