BALLIN' BALLIN' BALLIN' BALLIN'
Got that treat man, that's a kill treat
You hear, hear, hear us, hear, hear, hear
Heard laughter under our windows
Rap under our windows
Heard hail under our windows
The wild world under our windows
You hear,
hear, hear us, hear, hear, hear
Heard laughter under our windows Heard hail under our windows
Heard hail under our windows Hey mom,
under our windows
Oh,
I don't know plan B
I'm under pressure, the gang's around the shack
We were small, small for the lord
It wasn't really like having a full bag
They wanted to break my ribs
So I bought a whole gang of gold chains
So I bought a new house for my grandma Young lady,
sit in our bank
I'm loyal to the whole gang They've
been with me since I was walking in mud
And since the punk flows in my blood I'm in
the zone and in free Europe like a punker
Next,
pay new bills I was giving a lot of money and now I came to take it
My first album changed the rap boy Those
guys know who they got the patent from
You hear,
hear,
hear us,
hear,
hear,
hear Heard laughter under our windows
Rap under our windows Heard hail under our windows
The wild world under our windows
You hear,
hear,
hear us,
hear,
hear,
hear Heard laughter under our windows
Heard laughter under our windows
Heard hail under our windows Hey mom,
under our windows
Wassup!
I greet the players of my team
There are only few people in front of you,
and for me,
the main characters of the movie
Sometimes I'm the director,
sometimes the one who's up there
Four run in the house, heavy rap in the ruse
Outside the building,
the queen is at the door,
everyone else is in the sea again
So I heard the sea before I saw the sea
I'm not a fan of MC Bolshevik,
they gave me a year,
maximum two Today I'm laughing,
I'm in the garage,
Germany
Every bad guy wants to be good,
every good guy wants to be bad All the walls have ears,
all the lamps have eyes
They don't give a * about you,
they don't give a * about you Those who don't see your tears,
they'll fall on the city
More than fast-paced flow,
more than three-point punchlines Raps under our windows,
not a word more
More than fast-paced flow,
more than three-point punchlines Raps under our windows,
not a word more