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Deleted Artist - East side ballin’

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〈intro: havoc107〉
Know what i'm saying?
Know what i'm saying?
Don't be bad
Ah

〈chorus: havoc107 & big ballz laytex〉
East side lutheran church be ballin'
Better call saul these niggas be callin'
We out here, roller coasters we be ridin'
Screw goodman, i voted for biden
〈verse 1: big ballz laytex〉
Its laytex i live at east side
Everybody know that it is the beast side
Mask off like zack on the plane
Chillin' with havoc, quinn and layne
We chillin' like we back like the villian in black
Nigga i'm jack the pak can suck my sack
Balls are saggy that shit swingin'
My phone got a car and that shit ringin'
We ain't never gonna lose wе always be winnin'
Nigga i'm a rapper i ain't nevеr be singin'
Y'all are like olsen cuz yall can't juice this
You already know nigga havoc produced this
And since retards, alex still useless
I'll shit on your grave 2 deuces
You already know i'm still ruthless
And i go stupid dumb like the three stooges
Like wayne, and layne
I'm insane in the membrane
No cap, while i rap
Grant will give you a slap
Yeah you know shout out to grant masek
Me and havoc just made another classic
Like busta i gotta cut through the traffic
Cuz i fuck these niggas with no issues god dammit
If i want something i'ma grab it
So shut your mouth lil faggot
Niggas having seizures like they epileptic
They can't read my shit like they dyslexic
Fatass carter dizzle that nigga diabetic
Let's start something that shit'll get hectic
You ain't shit nigga, you ain't a skeptic
Ye you know i fucking said it
Train track mouth nigga ugly ass braces
These niggas ain't rich they ain't like the aces
You ain't 247 you can't just switch races
I want beer nigga give me 2 cases
I'm gonna get bigger i'm going places
I'll kill yo ass and leave no traces
Keep yo ip in the databases
Yo shout out to the cartel faces
Yalls is boring as fuck using old catchphrases
But at least they ain't andrew reyes
East side lutheran church be ballin'
Better call saul these niggas be callin', motherfucker
〈chorus: havoc107 & big ballz laytex〉
East side lutheran church be ballin'
Better call saul these niggas be callin'
We out here, roller coasters we be ridin'
Screw goodman, i voted for biden
East side lutheran church be ballin'
Better call saul these niggas be callin'
We out here, roller coasters we be ridin'
Screw goodman, i voted for biden

〈instrumental post-chorus〉

〈verse 2: havoc107〉
I'm back on the track
Yo mann your stuff is whack
I need to really keep track
Of how many layne's have a fridge
This song ain't have no bridge
Not one even a tad bit
Unhooked on, unhidged
Quinn trying to encourage
Grant trying to cross the bridge
He can't mess up even a smidge
Will he pass layne's way of torturing?
No, he will not, if the rain is pourin'
This ain't germany, layne hates berlin
And you'll know when we are winnin'
Think of a time when germany won. when?
Might be wondering: "where do we begin?"
East side, of course, the fun doesn't thin
Str8 of tha streetz, but this ain't a sin
Layne calls us, we'll be there in a min
Layne announces that he wants to go for a spin
He stole another car for us to use, and hoppin' in
Sinnin' a lot worse than this, don't think we sin
However, not all of the same can be said for quinn
Grant bumpin' pup, no bin
We like to come over, we very inn
O! get it? we don't sin!
Innocent what we are, don't even let me begin
Joel, 2nd best pastor, not in the bin
From east side he is within
And he has been integrate
But please don't indicate
The police, we'll obliterate
Them if they even try to come over
Better get a four leaf clover
If they even attempt to come over
Then we go and hop in the rover
Until our music is louder
The month of sins, october
I am not a devil worshipper
I support lutheran records
While you support thumbnail records
We gettin' close, we getting towards
Those roller coasters, yeah we're ridin'
Better call saul, people better be callin'
You'll be asking "where we been?"
We been at east side, and it's ballin'
〈chorus: havoc107 & big ballz laytex〉
East side lutheran church be ballin'
Better call saul these niggas be callin'
We out here, roller coasters we be ridin'
Screw goodman, i voted for biden
East side lutheran church be ballin'
Better call saul these niggas be callin'
We out here, roller coasters we be ridin'
Screw goodman, i voted for biden

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