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    Above The Law
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      About "Ballin'"

      Lyrics for Above The Law - "Ballin'"

      [ INTRO ]
      [ KM.G ]
      Yo, what's happenin Cold 187
      [ Cold 187um ]
      Yo man, you know we just laid back in the studio
      With the homie D.O.C. and Dr. Dre
      [ KM.G ]
      And we ballin with the homie Eazy-E
      [ Cold 187um ]
      Yeah, 'bout to put this piece together for Laylaw
      See what he think about
      [ KM.G ]
      True, true
      [ Cold 187um ]
      So as the beat reaches a lower kind of level
      We gon' put some mega shit together
      Now we gon' drop it a little bit somethin like this

      [ VERSE 1: Cold 187um & KM.G ]
      This song is Ballin', let me drop some dope lyrics
      Make it high and fly, so all of y'all can hear it
      It's time to build, so take this chill pill
      If your cups are empty, go get a re-fill
      Of whatever, cause ain't nothin changed but the weather
      KM.G - 187 - yo, we got it together
      And in the back - who is that? The men with the mack
      Yo, I had to have the homies cause they got the sack
      And on the tables - what? The two be cookin
      When it comes to rockin, they wrote the book, and
      If you don't believe me, hurry, come see our show
      You'll see me - KM.G, Total K-oss and Go
      What? Ballin while the freaks keep callin
      Beggin KM.G to come bump the walls in
      The house, but even if she has the spouse
      (What's up?) She starts that fiendin (what happens?) she gets turned out
      And at our concerts we always do work
      For the fags, the hags, the rags and the jerks
      Cause we ballin

      (I'ma recite a little poetry for y'all
      The name of this piece is called)
      (And I want to dedicate this piece to all your players)

      [ VERSE 2: Cold 187um & KM.G ]
      See, I'm a baller, and I watch my back
      And when I'm ballin, yo, I gotta be packed
      If I ain't packed homeboy, you could say I'm slippin
      But if you try to run up, I'ma say you trippin
      Cause I'm a giant, and to you new jacks
      Don't come up and start, because you're gonna get smacked
      It's the hood, I thought it was understood
      Just like Eazy-E said we mobbin Robin Good
      We'll take yo shit, because you ain't legit
      You got a fucked up style of rap and without the kick
      It ain't nothin homie, you be frontin
      Rollin down the 'Shaw and you think you be humpin
      On laces? He look just like a lacehead
      Before you hit my corner, somebody be dead
      Cause I'm a baller, and I won't settle for less
      Put Lorenzos on my Benzo, so I know it look fresh
      A 500 with a convertable top
      Just like the homie Amp we like our shit drop
      Straight lowrider, yeah, we do a little ???
      Smooth check your hoe, even if I don't know her
      And as I enter the door, watch the freaks start callin
      The simple fact is (what's up) that we ballin

      (I'ma recite a little poetry for y'all
      The name of this piece is called)
      (And I want to dedicate this piece to all your players
      And all you ladies out there)

      And you know we gotta break it down for who?
      (The whole wide world)

      [ VERSE 3: Cold 187um & KM.G ]
      Since the breakdown was dope, you can't get enough rappin
      I know that it's true, because I seen your hands clappin
      Toes tappin, the freaks are jockin
      All because the way 187 is rockin
      All you busters on the scene
      I keep my Locs on because I know you on fiend
      Like a spectator, you jock what I'm doin
      So sit back and learn, cause it's time for some schoolin
      And rulin all the busters on the center
      Get off my tip, cause I'm about to enter
      This phase (what is it?) that I call the finale
      I made it ride higher while I'm ballin through Cali
      So listen, I'm finna start dissin
      All you Eastside rappers, you had to start pissin
      Me off, you're soft, you're finna get tossed
      By two boss players who's your dope rhyme sayers
      K-oss and Go Mack are the wack-deejay-slayers
      You got a beep? We gotta go,cause money is callin
      The simple fact is - yeah, that we ballin

      And you know
      It's like that in 90
      And it's gon' stay like that
      And once again we have to send it to who?
      (The whole wide world)
      Who's it dedicated to?
      (The whole wide world)
      To who?
      (The whole wide world)
      Dedicated to who?
      (The whole wide world)
      It's dedicated to
      (The whole wide world)
      Sendin it out to
      (The whole wide world)
      It's dedicated to
      (The whole) (world) (wide)

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