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BALLIN' (Put It Down) ft. CKnatt of Trillion Cut
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Hot single off the album The Groove Theory! Real bumpin'.. check it out
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Jozand produces his own beats, and comes with real lyrics. Come listen and see what the fuss is all about.
Jozand brings real, humorous, sophisticated lyrics and innovative beats. Originality is the standard by which he operates.
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Charts
Peak #1,374
Peak in subgenre #776
Author
J.Fishbaine/A.Tamminga/G.Marshall/Corey Knatt
Rights
Josh Fishbaine 2004
Uploaded
October 19, 2004
Track Files
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MP3 3.5 MB 128 kbps 3:50
Story behind the song
We had this beat (produced by EcloSiS) that was incredible and needed a topic.. so we just kind of wrote some similies and "ballin" came out of it.. its tight
Lyrics
Verse One: Jozand Even the blind know I’m pimpin’ because I stand out like Braille, I got big mounts of ice around my neck that look like hail, I make more dough than chips ahoy and Nabisco, Every time I step out into the sun, my wrist glows My watch contains a couple crystallized rocks, In my drawer alone I have about five wrist clocks, In that same cabinet I keep about six or seven Benjamins, You just want the cash, so why should we be friends again? I ball because I can, and I walk the way I talk, You can shake my hand, but my rocks will leave imprints in your knuckles if we knock, My neck is looking like a rainbow, I see no rain! Dumbass that’s just how the chain glow I don’t carry a wallet, because I have too many dollars, So fresh and so clean, a single crease down my collar, I don’t wanna start a ruckus, no confusion, But I’ll tackle you like Dick Butkus, leave you with a bruised chin, RTR came together like nuclear fusion My lyrics are on point, sharp with precision, Just listen, the beat is our soil, our rhymes be glistenin’, Like diamonds, never thought of gems bein’ rhymin’ Chorus: Ballin! Everybody pull your chains out Ballin! White T's keep the stains out Ballin! Look at the rocks, look at the gold, RTR broke the mold we just ballin' outta control Verse 2: GMarsh You hoes know I got more green than my backyard, If you didn’t know, I’ve been hustlin’ from the start, You name it, I done it, You want it, I got it, I get what I want because I’m driven and have heart, I got more cash than Omega Bank, You drive your matchbox cars, I ride in a heavy tank Our rhymes shine like chrome, they dope and, RTR keeps funeral homes open Tammingeye: Look at these phonies, I know they can’t bear it, They starin’ at my golden 14 karats, Looking clean in my white t shirts Im as fresh as your breath, after eating some certz I keep it real, like a documentary I’m high school, you’re just elementary RTR has the girls, like Freddie Prince Check out my ride, with the window tints Chorus Verse 3: CKnatt It's CKnatt and I stay ballin' I'm the main event I'm worth ten cents So hoes man I stay doggin' I spit heat So these hoes glasses stay foggin' They see me ballin' That's why these hoes stay talkin' I blaze a track errtime I get on it They think I'm wit Dub C Chain look like ice cubes, don't it? Hoes want it I ain't talkin' bout the paper man These hoes screamin' Niggaz thinkin that I rape her man You talk bad You get that beam on a laser man You want my chick? You can have her cuz I ain't savin' man I never hate, cuz I never sugar coat it Hoes workin' they mouth on my dick sorta like it's aerobics I'm just jokin I ain't mean to say it like that Forces wit the matchin shorts holdin a black gat I know you like that CKnatt fresh man, I'm the best man Better than the rest man CKnatt: It's goin down nigga We bout to clown nigga CKnatt and Trillion Cut gon hold it down nigga No matter what boiz say we put it down nigga For them boys that don't know TC and RTR is the bset round
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