Still Ballin Lyrics by Yukmouth

Still Ballin Lyrics

    Welcome!
    Little boys and girls.
    Makaveli!
    (for the love of makaveli!)
    Lives forever!
    (outlawz!)
    And ever
    Come on.


    Verse 1 *(e.d.i.)*

    I remember the days we used to
    Ride together
    It's goin on boi, i thought we'd
    Die together
    But you left befo' me homie
    Only if i could talk to you
    They ain't know, but you walkin through this life of sin an stuff
    Two days have passed
    Since i first heard the shots blast
    An i can still picture the scenery
    Won't be no peace fo' me until i see ya at the crossroads
    All of us back together again
    Eternally "lost souls".


    Verse 2 *(napoleon)*

    I bet i shake ya world
    Fo' pac, i'ma drink til i hurl
    An pump the brakes on the hardest whoever thinkin they thurrough
    It's young napoleon
    Makaveli gave this soldier his name
    An if you claim it the same
    You have to prove you insane
    Betta get ya heart right
    In the mist of the warfields
    Bullets gon' fly by
    We outlawz
    An play the street life because it's paid right
    It's my life, my life, my life
    That's in the sunshine
    Kadafi i'ma hold a sign
    Hopin you run through one time.
    We "still ballin"!


    Chorus *(yukmouth)*

    Don't cry, dry yo eye say, "pac we still ballin"
    (we still ballin, ballin, ballin) wha? wha?
    Juss look up in the sky say, "pac we still ballin"
    (we still ballin, ballin, ballin) wha?
    Pour some liqour on the ground, say "pac we still ballin"
    (we still ballin, ballin, ballin) uh.
    If he could only see us now, ayo pac we still ballin!


    Verse 2 *(yukmouth)*

    Congregate the bloods and cuzz
    Vice lords and disciples
    I got love fa thugs
    Even the hoodrats and scrubs that we ducked in the club
    Sucka for love
    If i introduce a busta to slugs (what?!)
    Hustled the drugs
    We all lust for money and fast cars
    The, life of a rap star
    Floatin in jaguars
    Then ball wit a bad broad
    Learn how to stack tall
    Money longer then shaq ya'll (westside!!)
    Holla back ya'll!! (yes!)
    I smoked out wit redman
    Aim an infared at the head of a rappa tryin to make a livin off a dead man
    Flossin a dead man
    I know the drama is reallin
    They stole every song ya made and owe yo mama some millons
    Will god's children plese stop wit ya "i can be like pac!"
    Raps ya rock
    Bout, gats and glocks
    Ya act like pac
    Wit all them songs you stole from dude
    If makaveli was alive, we woulda rode on you fools!!
    That's real!!

    *(chorus)*

    (we still ballin, ballin, ballin!)
    They can bite all they want but pac we still ballin!
    (we still ballin, ballin, ballin!)
    Westside, southside say, "pac we still ballin!"
    (we still ballin, ballin, ballin!)
    We gon' keep the thuggin alive, eh pac we still ballin!
    (we still ballin, ballin, ballin!) (we love you nigga)
    Rap-a-lot mafia life, eh 'pac we still ballin!


    Verse 3 *(young noble)*

    We still callin
    Everyday ta ya
    We still believe in ya
    We still pray ta ya
    Now e'ry body all on pac's heels
    Had to wait til a soldier to die
    Fo ya'll to give him his
    Hell nah!
    Outlaw soldiers thug fo life
    Half a ya'll ain't never knew pac
    Forget the hype!
    We used to play box wit him
    Caulk glocks, an lick shots wit him
    That was a crazy soldier
    Yo i miss him
    Taught a brotha so much
    In "thugs we trust"
    Still as soft as cream puff
    Outlawz we "hit 'em up"
    An "bomb first"
    So "hail mary"
    You bail scarry through this "white manz world"
    But i never let it bury me
    Kadafi i love ya
    An i'll see ya when i die homie
    Smoke some weed
    You an pac get high fo me.
    Ya'll still ballin.
    Ya'll still ballin.
    Still ballin.


    *(kastro talking)*

    We can do this.
    Fuck the tricks!
    God bless the dead.
    Yafi kadafi we love ya.


    *(chorus)*

    Til the days that i die eh pac we still ballin!
    (we still ballin, ballin, ballin!)
    Wave ya hands in the sky say, "pac we still ballin!"
    (we still ballin, ballin, ballin!)
    Westside, southside say, "pac we still ballin!"
    (we still ballin, ballin, ballin!) what?
    Eastside, northside say, "pac we still ballin!"
    (we still ballin, ballin, ballin!) what?
    The regime, outlawz an yuk, we still ballin!
    (we still ballin, ballin, ballin!)
    Rap-a-lot, lil j an face, we still ballin!
    (we still ballin, ballin, ballin!) what?
    Diggity daz an kurupt say, "pac we still ballin!"
    (we still ballin, ballin, ballin!)
    E-40 fonz an b-leigt say, "pac we still ballin!"
    (we still ballin, ballin, ballin!) what?
    All my dogs everywhere say, "pac we still ballin!"
    (we still ballin, ballin, ballin!) uh.
    An all my real ass thugs say, "pac we still ballin!"
    (we still ballin, ballin, ballin!)

    *(yukmouth talking)*

    A dedication!
    To the legendary makaveli!
    God bless his soul!
    (yes!)
    It's time for us to ride for my potna.
    All these bitin ass characters in the industry!

    We still ballin, ballin, ballin!
    (ride or die)
    (ride or die)
    We still ballin.
    We still ballin, ballin, ballin!
    (ride or die)
    We still ballin.
    (ride or die)
    We still ballin, ballin, ballin!
    (ride or die)
    (ride or die)
    We still ballin.
    We still ballin, ballin, ballin!
    (ride or die)
    We still ballin.
    (ride or die)
    We still ballin.
    La, la
    La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la! (regime)
    We still ballin, ballin, ballin!
    La, la.
    Ballin, ballin, ballin!
    We still ballin!
    Ballin!
    Ballin!
    Ballin!

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