Havin' A Ball Lyrics & Tabs by Flesh-N-Bone feat. Run
Havin' A Ball
guitar chords lyrics
Mm, mm, mm ... Yeah.
Cleveland, better believe it, we stay thievin? every last evening, y抋ll.
Flesh-N-Bone, spreadin? my thug luv, havin? a ball.
Workin? it on the side, I straddle my nuts. Puff on my green stuff, what did I look up and saw? All the police man chase me down, here come the end, fuck the law, y抋ll. Nigga, Fifth Dog roll still. Spit with quickness in a nigga抯 grill with a pscychothic maniac, who fear? Run him over like a ton of steel, then peel they ass off the ground. Put him in a bodybag now. Damn, I am that I am, that hustla off the C-Town. And Cleveland, better believe it, we stay thievin? every last evening.
I might retreat, but proceed with ease, and leavin? Cleveland all through the eardrum, bleeding. Then if you talk shit, when I puff on this hit, then i抦a fix it. Better go get Trix for your kids, cause i抦 explicit. All my flavors mixed in the same pot at a thousand degrees hot. Now look what the hater done got caught up. Listen and everyone gossip