[Featuring Killa Tay JT Tha Bigga Figga]
We dump slugs and fuck thugs for their drugs
When push come to shove ain't no motherfuckin love
Bow down we just hit the town
But we brung shit like Hitler bail em with a Sigma
Switch with the first shot gotta check the spot
Burnin rubber out the parkin lot pointin out the window
Stuck off indo bumpin my nigga C Bo
Bitches all in my business cos they think I move kilo's
I, call my people's on the mobile, gang all over, nationwide
distribution
Now I'm posted up in Houston
Texas, ridin the Lexus but it's supremo
Niggas set trip, a solo weapon is essen(tial)
Keep the pepper spray on my car keys, only fuck with hard Gz
Still get my ball on like Clark
Nothin but the California hoggin me
Touchin triggers, real niggas, straight doggin freaks
Chorus:
Can we all ball?
Can we all ball?
Can we all ball?
We take the occupation when movin, my hustle never stop
Check what? Some babies camera's peep the blocks, stash the Glocks
Posi's squashed, ship ki's and here there's thousand dollar bidders
Rim hats with feathers, more money than Perry Ellis
Never known behind ???, talkin "let my nuts hang"
Trade ya the .4-5 and the Tek 9 for a drop Mustang
A long line of killers, drug dealers with stripes
Just schoolin, you're rollin pontentially, could take your advice
We count big face and straight laces by the hundreds
Ragtops and big blocks, gettin the money
Sippin X-O Hen, and I get it for the 1-10
In a convertible Benz, fearin hunted, on twins
They call me Bo-Loc, and fo' sho' I smoke the dodo
and flip the '97 Sport to shake the po-po
High rollers count, tall dollars will never fall
In this shit for
