Big ballin' with my homies Big ballin' with my homies Come on with it Rollin' with my Mossie, we never get bored There's not another click, with more
[E-40] Big ballin' with my homies! Big ballin' with my homies! Me and my Click-alation, at home away from home In the Black Bentley Azura, with the faulty
Traducción: E-40. Big Ballin 'With My Homies.
[E-40] Big ballin' with my homies! Big ballin' with my homies! Me and my Click-alation, at home away from home In the Black Bentley Azura, with the
my hat, Gucci my drawers Gucci my ass cheeks, Gs cover my balls Gucci my pants, Gucci my shirt Gucci duffel bag where I keep all that twerk Gucci bandanna on top my
Ghost-s like Whoopi Have you ever seen a nigga get snatched up by his drawers And wonder the cause, 'cuz big dope had his balls Got small methamphetimes with
There is something going on down here In Vallejo FedEx In Vallejo, California, E-40 In Vallejo In Vallejo, California, E-40 He said he's just a, timah
Sippin on a 40 (8-ball rollin') (nick name Eazy-E) Sippin on a 40 (8-ball rollin') (Drinkin' like a mad man yes I do) [Eazy-E] Back to the store all the 40
40 (8-ball rollin') (Nick name Eazy-W) Sippin' on a 40 (8-ball rollin') (Nick name Eazy-W) Sippin' on a 40 (8-ball rollin') (Nick name Eazy-W) Sippin' on a 40 (8-ball
pain, but my name ain't sting Or roger clinton, I'm not riding off my brothers fame Cause all you sap suckers don't even know my brothers name Bill ritchie
Rock, Chris Farley, 8 Ball, John Candy, Big Pun, Bam Bam Bigalow, Fred Bearing, Kevin Smith, E-40, Matt Nips, King Kong Bundy, Fat Joe, Blaze Ya Dead Homie
that 8 ball, 8 ball And Big Duck goin' off of that 8 ball, 8 ball My nigga Stanka off of that 8 ball, 8 ball And Lou Balls goin' off of that 8 ball, 8 ball
't at the club I'm chillin' with my homies in the city of hugs Because they need me more than that hoe The big fat hoe tryna' get every ballin' nigga
with my faulty phone That Heifer's tired she tried to slash my tire Caught me in the bed with her cousin Tanji From the track she use to hold my sack
of the night, out the mouth they foam Jumpers be knockin on my bedroom window with they cats with they friendly spook on talkin about "Can I borrow some
with no name on them you know what I'm saying when you been hit by the bitch you know it was ment for your punk ass my nigga Ski whats up my nigga
tell you 'bout Shorty He about seventeen, lookin' like 40 Treats his 40 dog better than his G When he gets a big B O T T L E Oh, he loves tha liquor
th grade on the B-Ball court Just like the homie Demon Loc Damn too many of my homies got smoked Before I lost 2Pac I lost my Grand Pa Tha Raw Dogg,
