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letra de still ballin' - bukshot

[intro: demi demaree]
we’re some bad boys, we love our music
love hip-hop (hop), yeah that’s what we do
making mad noise and the underground feels it (and the underground feels it)
and we won’t stop (stop), yeah we’re tried and true
we do it for you

[verse 1: bukshot]
we ain’t a gang, it’s more like a family
that’s why i kick it every year at the gathering
i don’t stop, it’s why these haters mad at me
they tell lies, cover truth like a canopy
they said for years i’ve been wasting my time
blood, sweat and tеars, they’ve been hating my grind
nothing but my fans, music on my mind
ain’t a cloud in the sky gonna stop this shinе
cause i’m

[chorus: demi demaree & vito banga]
i’m still (i’m still, i’m still)
still ballin’ (still ballin’)
i’ma ball like a dawg i’ma ball till i fall
i’m still (i’m still, i’m still)
still ballin’ (still ballin’)
i’ma ball like a dawg i’ma ball till i fall
[verse 2: bukshot]
i got love for my people with a heart of gold
where my underground dwellers and my weirdos?
where my hip-hop heads and my juggalos?
my gangsters and my rebels making trouble yo
care less what they playing on the radio
keep it real, bring it hard, never let it go
never let it stop, nope, i got plenty mo’
matter of fact tour’s starting, time to hit the road
if you rep the underground, throw your hands up
even through the tough times, gotta man up
make some noise when the best of ’em clam up
when the rest of ’em sit you gotta stand up

[verse 3: boondox]
i sacrifice more than aztecs on pyramids
spill more blood than a hole in a fear of kids
sometimes i lose my mind, forget just where it is
but in the underground you can’t be or scared of sh-t
this kind of life ain’t for everybody go and ask anybody
we’re putting time underneath the street (street)
and it’ll always be a hustle, any time’s a f-cking struggle living life underneath of these sheeples feet
and it’s because they walk above us and they never gonna love us
don’t mean nothing, we shall write it when we in the dark (dark)
and i say “motherf-ck i hate to peel these b-tches like a tater, y’all some hitters in a tub with a white shark”
i love this sh-t, married to it for the long run (run)
they b-tch and hate i’m swinging, hit it like a home-run
we standing tall while the mainstream steady falling
they’re losing all but the underground is still balling
[bridge: vito banga]
got the dice baby, shake ’em up and get your ride clean
pop a tag, turn the music up
money ain’t a thing
got the dice baby, shake ’em up and get your ride clean
pop a tag, turn the music up
money ain’t a thing

[verse 4: vito banga]
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: demi demaree]
still ballin’ now i’m still ballin’ (still ballin’)
now i’m still ballin’ now i’m still ballin’ i’ma ball like a dawg i’ma ball till i fall
now i’m still ballin’ now i’m still ballin’
now i’m still ballin’ (still ballin’)
now i’m still ballin’ i’ma ball like a dawg i’ma ball till i fall

- bukshot

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