[1 verse: Deala]
One day it planned to compete against anotha weak shit
It was too fragile
And dat team must have won those bustas, 'cuz it's facile
No one would lose
Even the moose
But they lost with the ease
After that started to make the striptease - with each otha
The leader called his muthafuckin' brotha
I ain't talk 'bout mother n father
But he ain't a muthafuckin'
Just means he is nuthin'
'Cuz everytime he let the team down
And hе plans to head to anotha fuckin' town
He is leadеr's relative
And he must play, 'cuz it's imperative
Began to play again
One day somebody came with a Mac-10
Started to menace
'Cuz that borrowed some dough from muthafuckas in Venice
Didn't want to let him go
Found his ho
And just busted a cap in her ass
'Cuz it's mess team
So, he started to press him
Gave the second chance
Fo' now dat busta has to sell his fuckin' Benz
In this verse I talked 'bout some kinda participant in the event
Later it gonna be 'bout the team which can't - survive at all
And the game which is called basketball
[Bridge: Deala & L.C.T]
Hey, man, you know what ya gotta do, just wreck it, homie
(I'mma 'bout that, this is a real shit, you know my thang, I'm ready everytime)
Fo, sho, it's yo' turn to wreck it
[2 verse: L.C.T]
How do you feel not netting the basketball
How do you feel not porting the basketball
A basketball is a felele, to ba gba soke, wa tun gba sile
Bullshit, you are loser
We're on top of our game like Michael Jordan
If can't bounce the ball, my guy calm down, down
Now we're coming out straight at you, can you face us
We're coming out straight at you can you focus
'Cos we're Papas in this game
We're Boss in this game
Come let's teach you, what you don't know
Come let's ball you if you want some more
We ain't muthafucker like you, you should know
We ain't asshole like you, you should know
We're always best at what we do
Keep watching us like Scooby-Doo
[Bridge: L.C.T & Deala]
Look, I made it dope, homie
(Yeah, I got it, it's a real shit)
So, end it up, man n show who here leads
[3 verse: Deala]
My homie showed y'all how dat team lost the game of basketball
His name is L.C.T
There's no man in dat team who is a g
They didn't earn some dough even on the muthafuckin' tea
Neva train n too lame - dat's their thang
But tell me who gives a damn?
Others exploit 'em for the win
To acquire some cool rims
For the money they won
When collectors got back, each of them started to run
Not only dat brotha borrowed
But others of the team got sorrowed
Because of doin' this activity too
My supposin' is they neva get a clue
How to win a game n later say 'fuck you'
Am talkin' 'bout that to motivate yo' asses by some lessons
How to not get fucked up with Smith n Wesson's - real hard guns
Y'all don't have to worry if you are out of the funds
Don't get under hard tension
And maybe yo' ass will buy the mansion - without that
And you'll be able to play too many times the fuckin' roulette
[Outro: Deala & L.C.T]
We made it awesome, ya know what I'm sayin'
(Yeah, L.C.T n Deala wrecked dat song, 'cuz we are real men)
Oh yeah, dat's true, no cap
Your verse took a lil bit duration of the track but it's a real shit
(Tell me to collaborate with you on anotha stuff, am always ready fo' that, homie)
No probs, man, keep bangin'
One day it planned to compete against anotha weak shit
It was too fragile
And dat team must have won those bustas, 'cuz it's facile
No one would lose
Even the moose
But they lost with the ease
After that started to make the striptease - with each otha
The leader called his muthafuckin' brotha
I ain't talk 'bout mother n father
But he ain't a muthafuckin'
Just means he is nuthin'
'Cuz everytime he let the team down
And hе plans to head to anotha fuckin' town
He is leadеr's relative
And he must play, 'cuz it's imperative
Began to play again
One day somebody came with a Mac-10
Started to menace
'Cuz that borrowed some dough from muthafuckas in Venice
Didn't want to let him go
Found his ho
And just busted a cap in her ass
'Cuz it's mess team
So, he started to press him
Gave the second chance
Fo' now dat busta has to sell his fuckin' Benz
In this verse I talked 'bout some kinda participant in the event
Later it gonna be 'bout the team which can't - survive at all
And the game which is called basketball
[Bridge: Deala & L.C.T]
Hey, man, you know what ya gotta do, just wreck it, homie
(I'mma 'bout that, this is a real shit, you know my thang, I'm ready everytime)
Fo, sho, it's yo' turn to wreck it
[2 verse: L.C.T]
How do you feel not netting the basketball
How do you feel not porting the basketball
A basketball is a felele, to ba gba soke, wa tun gba sile
Bullshit, you are loser
We're on top of our game like Michael Jordan
If can't bounce the ball, my guy calm down, down
Now we're coming out straight at you, can you face us
We're coming out straight at you can you focus
'Cos we're Papas in this game
We're Boss in this game
Come let's teach you, what you don't know
Come let's ball you if you want some more
We ain't muthafucker like you, you should know
We ain't asshole like you, you should know
We're always best at what we do
Keep watching us like Scooby-Doo
[Bridge: L.C.T & Deala]
Look, I made it dope, homie
(Yeah, I got it, it's a real shit)
So, end it up, man n show who here leads
[3 verse: Deala]
My homie showed y'all how dat team lost the game of basketball
His name is L.C.T
There's no man in dat team who is a g
They didn't earn some dough even on the muthafuckin' tea
Neva train n too lame - dat's their thang
But tell me who gives a damn?
Others exploit 'em for the win
To acquire some cool rims
For the money they won
When collectors got back, each of them started to run
Not only dat brotha borrowed
But others of the team got sorrowed
Because of doin' this activity too
My supposin' is they neva get a clue
How to win a game n later say 'fuck you'
Am talkin' 'bout that to motivate yo' asses by some lessons
How to not get fucked up with Smith n Wesson's - real hard guns
Y'all don't have to worry if you are out of the funds
Don't get under hard tension
And maybe yo' ass will buy the mansion - without that
And you'll be able to play too many times the fuckin' roulette
[Outro: Deala & L.C.T]
We made it awesome, ya know what I'm sayin'
(Yeah, L.C.T n Deala wrecked dat song, 'cuz we are real men)
Oh yeah, dat's true, no cap
Your verse took a lil bit duration of the track but it's a real shit
(Tell me to collaborate with you on anotha stuff, am always ready fo' that, homie)
No probs, man, keep bangin'
( Deala )
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