Bang the Ball

Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah you already know what it is man This for the ballers huh The real ballers not you fake shit You know what I'm talkin' about Let me tell you what's really goin' on in the hood man Come on [Verse 1] I'm out of my mind I'm out of control I say what I feel I feel like I'm fiddin' to explode I live in the hood, the ghettos are holes Watchin' us all with cameras on top of the pole I'm dealin' with kids, I'm dealin' with bills I'm dealin' with to [?] rap so I'm dealin' with deals Bigger don't spoil my Cadillac know that I'm loyal I'm a drawn out [?] just to [?] fresh from [?] I'm back on the block Got a purple heart and still can't come up on a job Back of the court back of the sport Cross over like aye bangin' the board (yes) I know that I'm hot 'cause all that I got Is a wicked ass jump shot I bang the ball [Chorus] Yeah you can see it in my soul When I take 'em to the hole and I dunk like Damon Wall Uh you can see it in my stride when I fake 'em and I slide And I dunk like Damon Wall (woo) I ain't ever in a slump I ain't never been no punk when I dunk like Damon Wall Yeah yeah it's all good yeah yeah yeah it's all hood I bang to ball [Verse 2] The women ain't scared the cowards are scared The hour is here I shine from the sweat in my hair I'm runnin' the rock I'm racin' the clock I'm lovin' the game I hate it to stop Embrace the prophet (yeah) Don't step on my J's my Nike's are suede They customly made my foot is on top of your braid (stomp um) The chief of the hood the head of the hill The boss of the ball the king of the [?] I bang to ball [Chorus] Yeah you can see it in my soul When I take 'em to the hole and I dunk like Damon Wall Uh you can see it in my stride when I fake 'em and I slide And I dunk like Damon Wall (woo) I ain't ever in a slump I ain't never been no punk when I dunk like Damon Wall Yeah yeah it's all good yeah yeah yeah it's all hood I bang to ball Yeah yeah yeah Okay [Verse 3] What is you said my people is trained Makes your game come down on your ankle it's sprained Hit by the train you shouldn't have been inside of my lane My train of thought teamwork runnin' the train (woo) A locomotive we just a local with motive We ain't internationally noted we grab a rock and we hold it Yeah this for the hood, this for the world the sport Homie this is not for the court We bang to ball [Chorus] Yeah you can see it in my soul When I take 'em to the hole and I dunk like Damon Wall Uh you can see it in my stride when I fake 'em and I slide And I dunk like Damon Wall (woo) I ain't ever in a slump I ain't never been no punk when I dunk like Damon Wall Yeah yeah it's all good yeah yeah yeah it's all hood I bang to ball