H.W.A. - Baller Baller lyrics

(Intro) (Men talking as pager goes off) (Chorus) Baller Baller, We don't want no Ballers (3X) Baller Baller, We don't want no motherf**ing Ballers (Verse 1) Baller Baller, get off of my tip Punk motherf**er, you better not slip 'Cause if you do, you'll get stuck like a truck And you know what, I don't give a f** 'Cause I'll keep going, and flowing, and showing H.W.A. has got to keep hoeing For thousand, keeping the crowd arousing While they're smiling, and my p**y profiling I know what you want, but hoes get cash You guessing that you're getting a piece of this a**? Your bank was short, rolling down San Pedro You cold made a jack on a man with a kilo Thinking that you're balling, yet you're falling When you go to jail, it's me that you're calling But I don't want do brawl a baller I need a brother that's taller Chorus: (Verse 2) 5.0, on the road, on the go As you go serve another kilo L.A.P.D. on your a**, moving fast On the other side, what they gave us for Looking for a drive by, in a low ride But you get away, see me rolling, pull up beside me Knowing that I'm hoeing, coming with a rap Looking for a fly girl, but I don't want a Jerry Curl f**ing blue lights shining in the mirror I swerve to the right, so I can stay clear A punk a** n***a, thinking that he's bigger If the Feds don't smoke him, Jazz pull the trigger 'Cause we'll go to jail, do well in the cell We don't give a f** when it comes to tell Another b**h who tries to stand taller Never f** around with a n***a that's a baller (Chorus) (2X) (Verse 3) f** a baller in a straight out diss If you're with one, you're a dumb a** b**h I'm on the go, here to dish another kilo Serving, curving, but to me, you're burning wood In the neighborhood, if you could, I know you would Try to screw me But your dick is too short to catch up to me Keep that sh** in your goddam pants 'Cause with a real fly hoe you don't stand a chance Get a little money, is what you need to do And stick with that beast that's been rolling with you 'Cause you're faking, shaking, I ain't got no time With a n***a that's a baller, with playing on his mind Living like you do, your a** is getting smaller Take that, you motherf**ing baller! (Chorus) (repeat and fade)