Ballaholic Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Verse 1]
[D]You know my,
my whole definition is to spit straight [G]game
[D]You dig that? I come from the game baby,
you know
I come from this motherfucker,
[D]you under smell that?
And you know,
it's like this nig[Dm]ga
Pimped out [D]all day you
know Hillside [G]Vallejo nigga
[D]You under smell me? Been speakin' the
real for many moons
My niggas [G]in the 7 0 7 on down
to [G]Compton

[Verse 2]
[D]I'm in my Fubu drawers,
she in her gown
'Cause if some cats tryin' to [G]have at me
I sick the canine in
the background
I'm plannin' on [D]splittin' my crown
but it ain't gon' be too simple
See I'm a baller, I got [G]bars
around the window
[D]Rottweilers, pits,
aikietas, doberman pischers tanked up in the yard
With a sign on the fence that reads,
"Warning: Beware Of Dog"
[G]You [D]play the frog if you feel
froggish nigga leap
I neglect my dogs, starvin',
[G]sometimes they don't [G]eat
[D]Elroy speak to me about my triple- beam, officer,
I got [Dm]proof[D]
Popo', that's for weighin'
[G]nuts and fruit[D]s
Run wit' a whole bunch of rugged
rowdy- ass knuckleheads
Know what I mean?
Big nigga, the size of a [G]football team
[D]I wear these glasses so that I can
look like a square
But if you ever see me in a
fight with a bear
[G]Don't help me nigga, help the bear
[D]Me and my wales,
we be coonin'
But see you the type of the nigga
That'll go in the backroom
And beep [G]yourself and act
like yo' [D]pager boomin'

[Verse 3]
Yeah man, 'cause a real [Dm]tycoon
Gon' take this shit from the
flo' to the moon
[D]Still [Dm]Northstar ridin', six-
oh [D]strikin'
Switch up VS cherry chokin'
the wrist and the pinkie
[D]But keep it loose around the neck
and make sure hoes in check
So if you gon' fill a nigga cup,
fill it up with paper
[D]'Cause we [Dm]ballaholics bitch,
[D]ain't nothin' about this shit
If you're on it [Dm]spend it like you [D]mean it

[Verse 4]
Uh, I'll have you Ever [D]since I
was ankle low
to a centipede's claw
I [G]al ways wanted to play pro-
[D]baseball
Weepolization family,
that's my favorite sport
But instead I'm back and forth
to jail and in and out of court
Bitch, serious about my rock shrine
I don't give a fuck,
how much courage [G]juice you had
[D]Nigga yo' mug [G]don't mean like mine
[D]I bring the noise like a cymbal
I fuck with 40 dem,
make you stick your pistol out the window
[D]Bitch, y'all oughta see me at
the state fair
Showin' off in front of [Dm]my broad, tryin'
to win my lil' nieces
One of the biggest stuffed animal
prizes there
[D]Nicknamed Charlie but my street
name is [G]Earl
Ballaholic like Felix Mitchell
nephew [G]Lil' Dar[D]rell
I know these streets like
the Task Force know dope
[Dm]I am the stree[G]ts,
my ghetto pass can't be revoked
Ten per[D]cent, I paid my tithes,
forgive me for my sins
Smoke an ounce of weed a day
Maybe that's why I ain't go [G]no ends

[Verse 5]
[D]You see, you niggas real
truant mayne
[G]Runnin' around here puttin'
a black eye in the game
[D]When we tryin' to feed y'all somethin'
nutritional for the brain
And nourish yo' game
You see [D]there's two type of
niggas in this world
[Dm]Those that[D] eat and those that [Dm]don't
[G]What type of nigga is you,
[D]you know? You see [Dm]we got the tycoon status
[D]Big hogs, tryin' to pil[G]e the money up out your trash,
you [D]dig?

[Verse 6]
You can call me, Lawry's 'cause I'm seasoned
[Dm]
I eat [D]crevice,
but not when [G]it's bleeding
[D]Don't get me wrong,
I love sex but I don't play that part
I love Virginia,
but not when the Virginia's tart
Toss me good,
and I might Dolce and Gabbana it
Gave yo' ass some bread,
and let you go buy [G]up [D]some shit
Callin' yourself takin' advantage
of my riches
I'm tryin' to be nice to yo' ass,
I normally talk [G]bad about [D]you bitches
Invested to "Tha Hall of Game" buggin'
and bein' notorious
[G]For slappin' chickenheads upside they
[D]weave- [G]a with my [D]Nokia
Mayday mayday,
callin' all patrol cars and units
Be on the lookout for the Hillside
mangler, 40- Water the Ballaholic

[Verse 7]
I'd rather fly [Dm]than ride Amtrak
When I'm in [G]Dallas I fuck with
C- Dog, and [G]go hard [D]black
Make an opera singer wanna
write some raps
Papered [G]up, like who? [Dm]Like a fax,
[D]bitch[Dm]

[Verse 8]
I know you didn't [Dm]say
papered up like a fats
Yeah, 'cause we do [D]this shit
Up off the ground on a [Dm]pitcher's mound
[D]Slidin', to the bad[Dm] catcher,
able to snatch [D]ya
Bat yo' G out the pock[Dm]et
Run [D]it again with a [Dm]nigga that's
in the sock[G]et
And it ain't my problem,
if [D]the hoe hollerin'
We all about dollars and
collar- poppin'
[Dm]Nigga, [Fm]bitch,

[Verse 9]
[D]bal[Dm]ler, [G]let me explain
[D]to [G]you, a ballaholic nigga
Under smell this [Dm]nig ga
If [D]you got your vehicle in your baby's
[G]momma's name
Nigga you'se a ballaholic, nigga
you [Dm]under smell me?
Please believe in a nigga
[G]Ballaholic nigga, you under smell me?
[Dm]If you sittin' o[D]n gold tennis
shoe slippers nigga
You under smell me?
You'se a ballaholic
Don't ever get it twisted nigga, yeah
If you put ten thousand down
on some jewels nigga
Over at your house [Dm]nigga in
Frisco nigga
And go back and get it [D]the next
day, you'se a ballaholic
You smell that nigga?
[G]Ballaholics nigga
[D]Ballaholics fuck with Sic- [G]Wid- It
records [D]nigga
Ballaholics listen to that mob shit nigga
We stick to the rules and regulations
of this mother[G]fuckin' game
[D]You under smell that? Please
believe it, bitch- ass niggas
If you'se [G]a ballaholic, nigga, scream
[D]it like you mean it
You'se [Dm]a baller, please beli[G]eve that,
[D]that's what a ballaholic is nigga
We [G]ball 'til we have [D]it all you
undersmell that?
Rick Rock, you'se [G]a ballaholic?
My nigga, my nigga D- Wiz
[D]a ballaholic
Don't ever get it twitted nigga
My [Dm]nigga [G]Kaveo in the motherfucker
with me you under smell that?
We some [D]fools with it
My nigga Steve Garvey,
[G]you[Dm] under smell tha[G]t?
[D]And that nigga Muggsy you know
he's a fuckin' ballaholic
Gold- tooth motherfuckin'
pretty boy [G]Floyd ass nig[D]ga
I love you to death motherfucker,
fuck ya though
Fuck ya, fuck ya, fuck ya, I'm in
this motherfucker for life
V- A- L- L- H- [G]O, L- [D]I see,
it's me E Feeze E
L- I- [D]C, it's me E Feeze E
[G][D]
Ballaholic bitch