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lirik lagu ball regardless – poody gordy

[intro: drego]
(it’s a wayne beat)
ffft, beep
boy
man

[verse 1: drego]
this b*tch keep askin’ for a ring, i’ma treat the b*tch like charles barkley (uh, b*tch)
we givin’ n*ggas wings when we get to sparkin’ (brrt, brrt)
we can turn up in the t, come get the package off me (come get the package off me)
twenties on top of the blues look like sprinkled parsley
i’m like lonzo, lil’ n*gga, i’ma ball regardless (i’ma ball regardless)
and if i don’t, lil’ n*gga, i’m commitin’ larcen’ (i’m commitin’ larcen’)
the this ar came with a drum, i call it travis barker (i call it travis barker)
i earnеd my stripes in this sh*t, b*tch, like andy dalton (boy)
this b*tch keep askin’ for some monеy, i said, “beg your pardon?” (i said, “beg your pardon?”)
i’m down here in la, my dog play for the chargers (my dog play for the chargers)
so it’s only right i charge you
you can lose your life in this b*tch tryna play when we argue, b*tch (brrt, brrt)
i ain’t have no money on me, said i ain’t got no pape’ (said i ain’t have no pape’)
i came back from the bank with a f*ckin’ bank (with a f*ckin’ bank)
i came back from the dank with some f*ckin’ dank (with some f*ckin’ dank)
i’m out here in the bay with a n*gga bae (boy)

[verse 2: bandgang paid will]
my n*gga out the way gettin’ double in the v
he say he want twenty if you get ’em straight to me (i got you)
i’m fresh off a flight, did ten before three (facts)
ain’t even stay for twenty hours, pack my sh*t, it’s time to leave (facts)
just know i’m here collectin’ if i’m ever on the scene (n*gga)
you ain’t gettin’ no real money, these thousand*dollar jeans (ayy)
somethin’ light, off*white, five*hundred*dollar tees
you don’t even know the feel, gettin’ paid while you sleep (lil’ n*gga)
bro just lost a dollar, turned around like it wasn’t nothin’
i just made a play, met the plug out in dublin
know them b*tches on us if you ever catch me clubbin’
you ain’t never seen a— before they got a chance to cut it (shred)
[verse 3: scarface horse]
n*gga, slappin’ p’s don’t work, f*ck it, n*gga, i’m back robbin’ (shred)
full time back and between, i’m never stoppin’
lethal with them chops, cooked a n*gga like hibachi (grrah, grrah)
second gear lift a n*gga up, kawasaki (mmm)
thuggin’, but i ain’t proud of it, that’s how we livin’
only dream i ever had was touch a couple million (millions)
labeled as a menace, in my city, i’m a villain
seen n*ggas act tough, then go to court and turn civilian (p*ssy)
really in the field, my n*ggas posted on the block (thuggin’)
probably smack your goofy ass, you bome around without a glock (glizzies)
we don’t f*ck with cap rap, this real rap in every bar
never worried ’bout the opps, keep them dracos and ars (grrah, grrah)
7.62s hit him, flip a n*gga car
whole family drippin’ water, made it swimmin’ with them sharks (ayy)
wouldn’t make it ’round these ways, they’ll tear your ass apart
real boogeyman, broad day and after dark

[verse 4: bandgang lonnie bands]
got my pape’ back right, i want war now
spent fifty on the work, other fifty at the courthouse
we still hot, the feds keep kickin’ our doors down
y’all still not f*ckin’ with the gang, so calm it down
i see my name in y’all mouth when i’m not around
you old*ass rappers in my city so out of style
it’s all bool ’til your coupe hit with a lot of rounds
last three months, we done ran through a thousand pounds
we got grams of that snoopy, this that charlie brown
we gettin’ forty for them blues, but i can’t say the town
but we really gettin’ fifty when we sit ’em down
i only sent off four hundred and made twenty thou’

- poody gordy

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