We Ball Lyrics - Xv

[Intro: XV] 

Duece on the boards 

Congrats to my nigga DJ Richey 

You know what 

We ball, we ball 

It's 2014, let's get this shit started right 

We ball, L7 

Cause we ball 

[Verse 1: Sez Batters] 

Flow clean, bring a mop 

Give them bars, it never stops 

Got the fans, getting hot 

I hold the reins, they just want something to drop 

I got the lines, by the lot 

Pull them up, pick a spot 

I got my dogs, we in the drop 

They trying to roofie some bitches removing top 

They dig the smell, that's the pot 

We roll it up, on the spot 

Now we chilling, on the block 

Watching my niggas make papers cutting the rocks 

That's just the game, play it or not 

But if you play it, get a Glock 

Niggas came, from getting popped 

When you in the hood trying to ball, you take the shot 

Cause nigga we 

[Bridge] 

We ball, busting shots (8X) 

[Verse 2: XV] 

I'm 'bout to kill it, look for the sheets 

I'm on the building, look at me leap 

These niggas rapping, put me to sleep 

We put EP's together and see em' WEEP 

I'm watching planes, lay on the lawn 

Trying to explain, we ain't on farms 

I had a chain, a little charm 

I had some game but baby I came to ball, seen it all 

In a truck, zip it up 

10 of us kicking up, windows tinted up 

Finna bust like two bitches in A cups and they titties is big as fuck 

And they coming to sit with us and live it up 

And we ball hard, call guard, all star 

Weekend, sleeping in a rented parked car, caught 

A couple broads leaving out a parking lot stall 

They said, "What is y'all thinking?" 

"We just cheap, and we is creeping, but come kick it, you'll be seeing" 

We ball, all day 

Answer bets. Call plays 

Trophy case, in the hallway 

Tell me what else these niggas is gonna say 

When we ball 

When we ball 

Tell me what else these niggas is gonna say, is gonna say 

When we ball 

[Verse 3: Bruce Meanz] 

I ain't rapping about nothing, I'm just going in 

I'm like a scarecrow with no soul within him 

An old boy but I ain't [?] 

And I'm not that sick with all [?] 

Origin, warrior, Victorian 

The Death Star, I conquer with a squad of men 

Net worth, shit that you can't comprehend 

I set fire to homes, arsonist 

Caution rappers killing you is automatic 

Scar your back if you try to run with a fucking axe and 

Love them back, haters got me up and mad 

Kick you like a bum around some cash, fuck a punching bag 

Blunted after shows getting numbers from 

Dime pieces, I be fronting like I don't like E 

Drunk despite how I'm feeling in the Bentley 

Chilling, still contemplating crimes while I'm on the pill and 

It don't stop, man I keep it [?] hot 

So hot, my skin color, I forgot 

I sit here in the whole lot 

Bruce got the ends to shake the whole block 

Got them coming back like a dope spot, smoke out 

[Outro: Bruce Meanz] 

Yeah 

And we don't care 

Put that fat bitch in the air 

Yeeaahhh