Too $hort (too Short) - Baller lyrics

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Too $hort (too Short) - Baller lyrics

I ain't gotta say much, $hort So you wanna be a baller? David Banner, Big Face You wanna get paid? You gotta keep tryin', just don't give up Can't get on your feet 'cause you just won't get up You dream about havin' nice things but you don't have a plan How you gon' get it, from your Uncle Sam? Your welfare check can't buy a house and a Benz What'chu wanna be, a mouse or a man? You need a hustle, somethin' that'll make some cash Don't step on the gas, you're goin' way too fast In your new sports car, you're dreamin' again Snap out of it, I know you're fiendin' to win You need to start from the beginnin', get a paper and pen What'chu like to do, what's your favorite thing? There's gotta be somethin' you can do wit'cha life Sell things that a whole bunch of people will buy Make a lot of profits, make bank deposits Wanna live like this, here's a shoe, how's it fit? How you gon' ball if you got no hustle? How you gon' pimp if you got no game? How you win a fight if you know you can't tussle Your life ain't right 'cause you so damn lame Now how you gon' ball if you got no hustle? How you gon' pimp if you got no game? How you win a fight if you know you can't tussle? Your life ain't right 'cause you so damn lame Wanna play with they life but won't play with they kids They'll ball for these *** but won't invest *** Go to church and pray to blue eyes, church is for them pew thighs Supersized by fries, I pimp a lot of *** But I'd rather save yo' lives I'm from a place where they hung black folks Where a bird can be whipped from some raw endo Now you broke 'cause you smoke and you don't got a job Man, get up off yo' a*** and do just like Todd Sell yo' *** up out the trunk Stop hatin' other ***, you can get what you want You can get what you need without makin' others bleed I'm the master of the P U S S E Oops, I meant Y, others gotta die Just to help sorry-*** lames get by Now you'll let a bird die if you saw a bush But you're *** in the hood, come get douched How you gon' ball if you got no hustle? How you gon' pimp if you got no game? How you win a fight if you know you can't tussle Your life ain't right 'cause you so damn lame Now how you gon' ball if you got no hustle? How you gon' pimp if you got no game? How you win a fight if you know you can't tussle? Your life ain't right 'cause you so damn lame When you finally start makin' some dough You gotta work a lot harder, way more than befo' It ain't hard to get in but it's hard to stay When you start pimpin', it's all night, all day Non-stop, gettin' it, then you start kickin' it Out with some ***, later on, you'll be stickin' it Move forward and continue to do what men do Gettin' money 'cause it's in you Or maybe bein' a man ain't in you, you *** You can sell out your own just so you can get rich No soul, no vibe but you sportin' a cross Man, the truth is you're tired and your spirit is lost I've been baptized in dirt, pull your panties up Rather shoot ya in your mind instead of blowin' out your liver David Banner, Mississippi, to the day that I die You can make it in this world, stand up, *** try How you gon' ball if you got no hustle? How you gon' pimp if you got no game? How you win a fight if you know you can't tussle Your life ain't right 'cause you so damn lame Now how you gon' ball if you got no hustle? How you gon' pimp if you got no game? How you win a fight if you know you can't tussle? Your life ain't right 'cause you so damn lame

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