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  • Текст песни Schoolboy Q - Str8 Ballin'

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    [Verse 1]
    Figured that I gotta sell dope, or the money won't grow
    Figured I was Too Short, and I could never turn pro
    You could tell I never had shit, but bet I get that 80 grand wrist
    Told me we could never get rich
    Now watch me ride the chevy hit the switch
    Straight ballin' like a bitch
    Aye, riding through the city on chrome
    Ghetto nigga out the sunroof, hey, four keys bitch please
    Straight ballin' like a bitch
    Flossin' in the mind, stuntin' like the first, shufflin' the work
    Uh, I done came from the dirt
    Now the engine make the tire go skrrt
    Used to sleep with roaches cracky uncle and all
    Now a hundred thousand just a hour involved
    So easy how I make a mill' flip
    Snoop ain't the only rich crip nigga
    From sleepin' on Tops couch to multiple bank accounts
    To havin' me a mall for house
    They tried to slim my chances as kid though
    They always said I'd never make it big though
    Straight ballin' like a bitch

    [Hook: Jesse Rankins]
    Picture me rollin'
    Straight outta the ghetto to a deal thats a apartment in the sky
    I used to smoke bush, now all this kush got me so high
    Yeah, so high
    I used to smoke bush, now all this kush got me so high
    Straight ballin' like a bitch
    Straight ballin' like a bitch
    So high
    Straight ballin' like a bitch
    Straight ballin' like a bitch
    Straight ballin' like a bitch
    [Verse 2]
    Aye, wait, waitin' on my turn to get paid
    Nigga trying to make a mill a day
    Put that rental on in the interstate
    Since a youngin' I was gifted
    Momma gave me some things for the bitches
    Bruh I go through some things you gotta witness
    Stomach get to mumblin' at night
    Watchin' every car that drive by, lookin' every driver in the eye
    52nd enterprise, marchin' in these chucks like they boots
    Money make a pussy get the juice
    Money make the copper give a pass
    Money make me cop a bigger roof
    Money got me skippin' every class
    Tryna kill em for the summer
    The teachers ain't teachin' the judge taught us numbers
    We was raised by single mothers
    Pop once took us undercover
    So in the streets we learned colors
    Hiding from the reaper tryna' dodge the cage
    This shit I've done to rhyme on this stage
    I went from king of the the corner
    To breaking down weed on my diploma
    Straight ballin' like a bitch

    [Hook: Jesse Rankins]
    Picture me rollin'
    Straight outta the ghetto to a deal thats a apartment in the sky
    Straight ballin' like a bitch
    Picture me rollin'
    I used to smoke bush, now all this kush got me so high
    Yeah, so high
    I used to smoke bush, now all this kush got me so high
    Straight ballin' like a bitch
    Straight ballin' like a bitch
    So high, So high, Yeah
    Straight ballin' like a bitch
    Straight ballin' like a bitch
    Straight ballin' like a bitch

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