Mr. Baller Lyrics - Rock City - Royce Da 5'9

Nah, man, we don't take our chains off, nah 

We're here to make noise 

We're here to make noise 

With VA and Detroit boys 

We're here to make noise 

We're here to make noise 

Nigga, we're here to make noise 

With VA and Detroit boys 

Come on, come on 

Twin Nina Ross sisters, promise to never miss ya 

Hit ya thirty-four times to make your skin blister 

Extended clips, cocked back quick to chrome sisters 

You wild fire gunnin' bin barrels with Rogue pistols 

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Walkin' contradiction like Quiet Noise 

No words, eyes blurred with my diamonds pores 

Four karats in these ears make you call your boys 

While I'm surrounded by bitches with guns and sex toys 

Blind love for money, head and warm steel 

Coke off the boat, wrapped in banana peels 

Life's so pricey, it's sendin' ya body chills 

And we baptize cars, put hollows through windshields 

I'm Mr. Baller, nigga, I'm Mr. Baller 

What you talkin' 'bout, nigga, you see a baller 

Fuck that bullshit, nigga, 'cuz I'm a baller 

I take on all y'all nigga, now that's a baller 

I'm Mr. Baller, nigga, I'm Mr. Baller 

What you talkin' 'bout, nigga, you see a baller 

Fuck that bullshit, nigga, 'cuz I'm a baller 

I take on all y'all nigga, now that's a baller 

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Hollow take what? Y'all cats ya want none 

I wanna see God, first come and meet my gun 

Life's a bitch, diamonds to shine, fuck to shit 

Detroit, paradise if you roll wit' my clique 

Otherwse it's hell, ain't no escapin' the trips 

They gotta gun, good 

You'a need it in the land of the trench 

Pick 'em up, fuck 'em up 

Every man for theyself 

Unless you cheat wit' a crew similar to myself 

We in the to be killa zone, playin' the D 

Lovin' the D, out-a towners hatin' the D 

I die for the D 

If I could I'd fuckin' marry the D 

Stick my dick in the streets 

And nut a bomb in the D 

You lookin' at at least 50 granny in face 

And if you thought any less, just know you made a mistake 

They done told you wrong, Clipse in the grey Yukon 

Don't mistake this style for hot and it ain't lukewarm 

We gets busy, whether dressed in Croc'dile or Lizzie 

You can catch a hot ball from a all black Lizzie 

Start flamin', watch cats start they explainin' 

Should've known when around my dogs, tuck yo chain in 

Any time you look, bet you find us in whips 

Diamonds and shit, break scams from the finest of chicks 

Royce and Neptunes sick like dead babies in restrooms 

Malice and Dome Sheist, y'all niggaz is flesh wounds 

I'm Mr. Baller, nigga, I'm Mr. Baller 

What you talkin' 'bout, nigga, you see a baller 

Fuck that bullshit, nigga, 'cuz I'm a baller 

I take on all y'all nigga, now that's a baller 

I'm Mr. Baller, nigga, I'm Mr. Baller 

What you talkin' 'bout, nigga, you see a baller 

Fuck that bullshit, nigga, 'cuz I'm a baller 

I take on all y'all nigga, now that's a baller 

I was trained to hang 'til the raid is over 

Roll wit' nothin' but a whole brigade of soldiers 

I was young, holdin' guns, I kept one wit' me 

In the flat bed in the back of an F-150 

I see three and the six, me and the Clipse 

Squeeze off, pop the guns, you seein' tips 

So ride wit' me, nigga die wit' me 

Yo this money's the easiest shit to get in this world besides pussy 

That'll cost you my whole crew will stomp you to death 

Wearin' cleats until you look like a waffle, I won the battle 

The first nigga to ever get the cover of "The Source" 

And the cover of "Guns and Ammo" 

Burn you alive soon as you and the fire collide 

Hit me, it'll just be a nigga, hired to die 

Plus I ball, I'm ignorant, Dogg 

I'm a muthafuckin' star, nigga, suck my balls 

I'm Mr. Baller, nigga, I'm Mr. Baller 

What you talkin' 'bout, nigga, you see a baller 

Fuck that bullshit, nigga, 'cuz I'm a baller 

I take on all y'all nigga, now that's a baller 

I'm Mr. Baller, nigga, I'm Mr. Baller 

What you talkin' 'bout, nigga, you see a baller 

Fuck that bullshit, nigga, 'cuz I'm a baller 

I take on all y'all nigga, now that's a baller 

I'm Mr. Baller, nigga, I'm Mr. Baller 

What you talkin' 'bout, nigga, you see a baller 

Fuck that bullshit, nigga, 'cuz I'm a baller 

I take on all y'all nigga, now that's a baller 

I'm Mr. Baller, nigga, I'm Mr. Baller 

What you talkin' 'bout, nigga, you see a baller 

Fuck that bullshit, nigga, 'cuz I'm a baller 

I take on all y'all nigga, now that's a baller