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letra de young nigga ballin - webbo

[verse 1: hnic pesh]
eh [?] bring them bands out
right now, me and webb, we in pent house
cold denom jeans, belt,made by [?]
[?] watch, earring [?]
chunked up the buffs, iced out the cross
live like a boss, die like a boss
46, 42, that’s my signiture
that dog food got my kush smelling like vin-gger
getting head from a b-tch, with the ceiling up
i’m walking round in the bar, with my cemmi tucked
i snap my finger once, point, n-ggas getting touched
i dropped a half boe of kush in my white buffies
back when [?] had the white kuddy
i was f-cking h-lla hoes, gеtting dope for cheap
that’s back when mikе blew ten, n [?] piece
the same year, my n-gga cap was getting [?]

[chorus: webbo]
i try to keep it low key, but i can’t
[?] they be [?] your face
do you know who they are? watch out for them snakes
that’ll be the same n-gga, tryna take your place
i’m just a young n-gga balling
i’m just a young n-gga balling
i’m just a young n-gga balling
[?] chris paul [?]
[verse 2: webbo]
eh lil j, pull out the porshe
i’m right behind you in the 550
riding with my b-tch, plus i got my 9 with me
we paranoid, i heard it’s n-ggas tryna get me
lil n-ggas, get your bread up
and if you grinding out here, keep your head up
it’s all kind of ho n-ggas out here
jackboys in the hood, snitch n-ggas and crooks
i’m just a young n-gga balling, so stop hating
i live everything i rap, i ain’t [?]
i touched my first ten, when i turned 17
when them birds was going for the 17
dope boy, show me how to whip up
with a hanger, he could hook a whole brick up
bust it down, half, wholes and zips [?]
hit the [?]

[chorus: webbo]
i try to keep it low key, but i can’t
[?] they be [?] your face
do you know who they are? watch out for them snakes
that’ll be the same n-gga, tryna take your place
i’m just a young n-gga balling
i’m just a young n-gga balling
i’m just a young n-gga balling
[?] chris paul [?]
[verse 3: icewear vezzo]
sh-t, i’m tryna be cool, but the feds round
they turn my broken city, to a fed town
i done turned a lot of n-ggas that i fed down
made them greedy n-ggas scrambled like eggs now
got a game plan, it’s time to play it now
got a blueprint, had to [?] it down
n-gga ever play around, knows i’ma lay him down
i ain’t f-cking with them hoes, i just lay them down
n-gga ask where i’m going, tell them to the top
just bought a half brick, headed to the block
got my middle finger up, tell that to the cops
just let a young n-gga chill, tell it to the watch
i’ve been [?] for a minute, ask [?]
[?] my mans [?]
[?] whipping babies, no child, dawg

- webbo

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