(feat. E-40, Rappin 4-Tay, Spice-1) Weeble-lations!! [E-40] Weeble-lations testin, testin. Testin, testin, hey, turn my mic up, this a bitch, I got
done did more shit than a marine Fall up in the school house, high off them greens Hoes bobbin', who that young nigga with the Figero They call him big Ball
Come and sense better tell you to grind and hustle Hit the streets like a mad, use your mind and muscle We be all about the cream, living space age phantasies
How do you think it would feel to go around the world in a day? [repeat] [Chorus:] The artist pays the price so you won't have to pay (Around the world
on you [Bun] Now, I don't know what you do An I know what you've done But we can't tell ya 'bout nobody else, But Ball and Bun [Bun] I see no evil, Say
fried everybody wanna taste Erase hate, and bring love to a dark place Show my face, and get love when I'm recognized G and me in the 5 gettin' high Ball
keep it tucked under my lever We here to keep the party live Smoke hay till we chinky eyed Wanna brawl? We can meet outside Red and Ball be down to ride
(feat. Psycho Drama) [EightBall] Time waits for no one But you never could of told me that Bowlin' ball nuts and a gat But not enough time for me to
(feat. Busta Ryhmes) bring it in can you feel it can you feel it its all about the money baby [Eightball] Big Eightball straight up out the south
Gloomy days got my head twisted Mystic visions of a razor blade Cut my blunt with precision Stuff it till it's bustin' Sippin' on some Tussin Imagine
My streetwise ass dog ended up getting killed We used to laugh but now this shit ain't funny at all Thinking about when my dog first started to ball Telling
[Talking In The Background] Uh The streets of my city be gritty Young niggaz pack plenty, and ain't never show no pity Many die on streets of concrete
gettin' rich start a business sell a ki pimp a bitch make that switch real niggas flip shit and farm the shit with a bad ass yellow bitch Eight-Ball translation
disrespect If C walked in, he be a mad mothafucker And ain't no pussy gon' come between brothers Lovers, we can't be, cause that's bad business (Ball,
Yeah Hmm Can you dig that? Hmm Can you feel that? Can you feel that? Yeah, uh Can you... Yeah, yeah Let me stick you with this Lets see, can you feel
you shades? Hell no bitch, can I see you dough, can I see your jaws? Get away from me, old groupie ass bitch Go suck some balls Ain't no stoppin' us Niggaz
(feat. MJG) [EightBall] Yeah All my playa niggaz throw your hands up And all my thug niggaz throw your guns up Weak niggaz give your funds up, to these
forget it If I'm the one wrong, I'll be the first to admit it And then we can get down, any way you want it My nigg 'Twan told me Ball, put the house
