50 Ball

Lyrics

[Intro: TrDee] Ice cost a fifty— (RJ alway trippin', man, RJ always trippin', man) [Chorus: TrDee] Ice cost a fifty-ball (Fifty-ball) Feel like a hooper playin' basketball (Feel like I'm hoopin') Bro got a Scat, he went and smacked the wall Was fishtailin', runnin' from the law (Damn) Konnichiwa, jit from overseas (Trip) I hope you die if you owe me cheese (Hope you die) Shit, I'm high, higher than the trees (Sheesh) Or like the sky, come and help me please [Verse 1: TrDee] On Cloud 9, I can't tell you when I'm landin' Brodie see an opp and send them bullets just like Peyton Manning Told him we legit, but he still out here really hand-to-handin' You be out here broke but doin' nothin', I don't understand it You be actin' tender 'bout these bitches, we gon' fry you up Catch you walkin' to the car, might knock you out and tie you up Slapped you with the stick, I heard they did you like a hockey puck They be always hatin' on a nigga, I don't give a fuck I'm in Boston, ballin' like a Celtic, I feel like Porziņģis Back-to-back, we flyin' on the E-way, lookin' like some cheetahs Talkin' 'bout he got some fire pieces, only punchin' pizzas Had to do it to him, only 'cause these niggas ain't believe us (Watch this) [Chorus: TrDee] Ice cost a fifty-ball (Fifty-ball) Feel like a hooper playin' basketball (Feel like I'm hoopin') Bro got a Scat, he went and smacked the wall Was fishtailin', runnin' from the law (Damn) Konnichiwa, jit from overseas (Konnichiwa) I hope you die if you owe me cheese (Hope you die) Shit, I'm high, higher than the trees (Shit, I'm blowed) Or like the sky, come and help me please (Somebody help) [Verse 2: 3200 Tre] I just dodged so many felonies I like to ride with Drac, somebody need to CPL me, please All I need is head, 'za, and pape', I don't got hella needs That ain't your house for real, you had to beg her for a set of keys If he don't stand on business, you won't catch that nigga next to me I'd rather move a hundred grams then go lay in some wet pussy Yeah, you might think life hard until you see how death lookin' When a fiend hit my hard, they'd think I had a chef cook it (Come on) I'm not the type to ask for nothin', I just need myself (Come on) Unc' ain't in there whoopin' ass, so why he need that belt? (Come on) I ain't never followed shit, I could lead myself Come on, with this phone, I could move a hundred P's myself Hm, by the way this bitch ringin', I could never lose, huh You ain't steppin' on that right, go get some better shoes She let me stretch her every way, Mrs. Incredible I went to class in the streets, this a better school [Chorus: TrDee] Ice cost a fifty-ball (Fifty-ball) Feel like a hooper playin' basketball (Feel like I'm hoopin') Bro got a Scat, he went and smacked the wall Was fishtailin', runnin' from the law (Damn) Konnichiwa, jit from overseas (Trip) I hope you die if you owe me cheese (Hope you die) Shit, I'm high, higher than the trees (Sheesh) Or like the sky, come and help me please