Meek Mill - We Ball (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Meek Mill - We Ball (en) Lyrics
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Yeah!
RIP Dex Osama
Lil Snupe
All the fallen soldiers
Scooter, Truce
When they killed my nigga Snupe,
I seen my young nigga
Guarantee a million sales,
call it love or luck
Niggas didn't know me '91,
bet they know me now
Ain't got no patience for these
motherfuckin' fuck niggas
Can't no Ph.D. niggas hold me down
And then you yell, "There go
Mase!", there go your cutie
I seen Chino shut the casket
on the coffin (Truce)
It's like the more money
we come across
So I'mma hold it down 'til we all win
We've been at the clear port ballin'
I just want to see my niggas flossin'
Hundred bands every time I walk in
If you keep it trill you'll
get a blessing for it
Deep down in the trenches
with that Wesson on me
I don't know what they want from me
Any weapon formed against
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I don't know what they want from me
Gotta watch my own homies
on the roster
'Cause this the type of money
get your lined up
Cat you see at all events bent
They hit your homie and they
knocked the soul out him
They said that they would ride or die
but ain't nobody roll 'bout him
If I did, ain't no problem
to get the gat
I hope the lord got us
Man I know he got some dice
at the heaven gates
Relax your mind and kick
your feet way up
Selling dog food, tryna feed my pups
Young rich nigga and I'm
built Ford Tough
And I'm throwing through stuff,
I don't feel no love
And I shake your body and
you still wake up
Taking perkys, man I fill my cup
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The feds watching and they still
might come, I'm gone
All they seen was red bottoms
bleeding by the casket
Tell me who rock, who sell
I don't see no purpose, in the
county eating sandwiches
Lost so many niggas, I went crazy,
I couldn't balance it
SRT the challengers
Make that work do acrobatic
flip, accurate
And I'm leaning like
a project banister
12
Stay humble, stay low,
blow like Hootie
Got rich with Thug scandalous, ay
Fuck it, we ball, yeah
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I don't know what they want from me
All the soldiers we lost, yeah
The more problems we see
I call all the shots,
rip all the spots
Fuck it, we ball
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Mess around, be D.O.A., be on your way
Yeah, fuck it, we ball
Tear down the mall, yeah
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