Unit 119 - The South Hill Experiment, Baird & Goldwash

Until God calls for me I'mma keep ballin', keep on ballin' To my niggas and my bitches looking down on me I know y'all see me when I'm ballin' You know I got to keep ballin' Till the FEDs come we ballin' out Y'all niggas y'all know what this about when I'm ballin' That stash house, we in and out We ballin', ballin', ballin', we shot callin' Versace down from my head to my neck Pootie Tang with the belt game, show some respect All these bitches on my dick, same, old shit R.I.P. to Pimp C, I'm the same, old pimp Fly over seven different time zones I got a big booty bitch up in shroom zone Got emergency blunts when I come home Cause if rap or weed I'll have your lungs gone Yeah, Malibu beaches, unlaced bikini bottoms Mo' money, mo' problems, fo' fo' will solve 'em Just every day I'm with a stank sip, 30 in the clip Riding through that Gaza Strip, kill a nigga quick Hit a nigga with my race car, Tony Yayo turn to Tony Stewart Rap niggas die over music Just got this brand, new chopper and I'm dying to use it Dry snitching niggas testifying in their music I seen niggas last five minutes then they lose it Wrap the sheet around his neck, he said, "this time I couldn't do it" A platinum nigga in the penitentiary going, "do it" Put Prada on the prison yard, started getting to it Two zero's, six, six, nine, 'o seven five That's the number that they gave me when I arrived It's just another form of slavery that's in disguise To all my niggas locked up just trying to survive, I know why Until God calls for me I'mma keep ballin', keep on ballin' To my niggas and my bitches looking down on me I know y'all see me when I'm ballin' You know I got to keep ballin' Till the FEDs come we ballin' out Y'all niggas y'all know what this about when I'm ballin' That stash house, we in and out We ballin', ballin', ballin', we shot callin I'm yelling money over bitches, money over everything Money got me everything, every watch, every chain Every brick, every whip, kicks with designer names I used to hustle Texas whose child I can claim Paid all my mama's bills so how can she complain? Call my bitches dimes, I treat 'em like loose change Call me Brian in the clutch, ballin' with my English brain No love, got it out the mud, my shirt ain't got a stain Iced out Rollie, three fingers reppin' Rida Gang Entire streets in the streets so them hoes know I came Ballin' on these hoes all the time You got your kids, don't need mine Word to my favorite design, my mama raised me to shine These C-notes play in my mind, they on rewind I am top five alive, I've been picked out by God I'm never not on my job, too hard to argue that Shining my records like, "where's my target at?" Came through your stereo, feel me charging back I owe you 15 bums for that Stains in the garden, hate when they all go black Cracks in the armor, this reach further than rap Before we start react, mob attack Stacks or don't call me, rain down 'til nobody standing Won't show no snipe for your army Until God calls for me I'mma keep ballin', keep on ballin' To my niggas and my bitches looking down on me I know y'all see me when I'm ballin' You know I got to keep ballin' Till the FEDs come we ballin' out Y'all niggas y'all know what this about when I'm ballin' That stash house, we in and out We ballin', ballin', ballin', we shot callin

Lives passing me by Dreams that have died Rumors and Sighs That's just the way it goes Out here on the wall I have seen it all Winter to Fall Llamame Gabino You are on the floor Lonely and bored Youth is a chore Time to be going home But I am seventy one Wrinkled from sun Thinking of somebody i loved Believe in me I didn't leave I'm in the breeze Don't let me go Believe in me I'm in the breeze I didn't lеave Don't let go ooh Beliеve in me I didn't leave I'm in the breeze Don't let me go Believe in me I'm in the breeze I didn't leave Don't let go ooh Beliеve in me I didn't leave I'm in the breeze Don't let me go Believe in me I'm in the breeze I didn't leave Don't let go Beliеve in me I didn't leave I'm in the breeze Don't let me go Believe in me I'm in the breeze I didn't leave Don't let go

(You weren't afraid of certain doom) You weren't afraid of certain doom They're climbing up the walls and hiding in your shoes There's no escape, they'll never lose Chameleons can change into a deeper hue You see your face? You're turning blue Surprised your life of lies could find you in your room You lay in wait, they'll be here soon Chameleons will make you into cheap perfume Die, Die, Die Die, Die, Die! (You weren't afraid of certain doom)

Dreams, dreams, dreams Dreams We come from your dreams Every time you sleep We got what you need Dreams We come from your dreams Every time you sleep We got what you need Dreams (we come from your dreams) We come from your dreams (every time you sleep) Every time you sleep (we got what you need) We got what you need Dreams (we come from your dreams) We come from your dreams (every time you sleep) Every time you sleep (we got what you need) We got what you need Dreams Dreams