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Nah, man, we don&#39;t take our chains off, nah<br /> We&#39;re here to make noise<br /> We&#39;re here to make noise<br /> With VA and Detroit boys<br /> We&#39;re here to make noise<br /> We&#39;re here to make noise<br /> Nigga, we&#39;re here to make noise<br /> With VA and Detroit boys<br /> Come on, come on<br /> Twin Nina Ross sisters, promise to never miss ya<br /> Hit ya thirty-four times to make your skin blister<br /> Extended clips, cocked back quick to chrome sisters<br /> You wild fire gunnin&#39; bin barrels with Rogue pistols<br /> Walkin&#39; contradiction like Quiet Noise<br /> No words, eyes blurred with my diamonds pores<br /> Four karats in these ears make you call your boys<br /> While I&#39;m surrounded by bitches with guns and sex toys<br /> Blind love for money, head and warm steel<br /> Coke off the boat, wrapped in banana peels<br /> Life&#39;s so pricey, it&#39;s sendin&#39; ya body chills<br /> And we baptize cars, put hollows through windshields<br /> I&#39;m Mr. Baller, nigga, I&#39;m Mr. Baller<br /> What you talkin&#39; &#39;bout, nigga, you see a baller<br /> Fuck that bullshit, nigga, &#39;cuz I&#39;m a baller<br /> I take on all y&#39;all nigga, now that&#39;s a baller<br /> I&#39;m Mr. Baller, nigga, I&#39;m Mr. Baller<br /> What you talkin&#39; &#39;bout, nigga, you see a baller<br /> Fuck that bullshit, nigga, &#39;cuz I&#39;m a baller<br /> I take on all y&#39;all nigga, now that&#39;s a baller<br /> Hollow take what? Y&#39;all cats ya want none<br /> I wanna see God, first come and meet my gun<br /> Life&#39;s a bitch, diamonds to shine, fuck to shit<br /> Detroit, paradise if you roll wit&#39; my clique<br /> Otherwse it&#39;s hell, ain&#39;t no escapin&#39; the trips<br /> They gotta gun, good<br /> You&#39;a need it in the land of the trench<br /> Pick &#39;em up, fuck &#39;em up<br /> Every man for theyself<br /> Unless you cheat wit&#39; a crew similar to myself<br /> We in the to be killa zone, playin&#39; the D<br /> Lovin&#39; the D, out-a towners hatin&#39; the D<br /> I die for the D<br /> If I could I&#39;d fuckin&#39; marry the D<br /> Stick my dick in the streets<br /> And nut a bomb in the D<br /> You lookin&#39; at at least 50 granny in face<br /> And if you thought any less, just know you made a mistake<br /> They done told you wrong, Clipse in the grey Yukon<br /> Don&#39;t mistake this style for hot and it ain&#39;t lukewarm<br /> We gets busy, whether dressed in Croc&#39;dile or Lizzie<br /> You can catch a hot ball from a all black Lizzie<br /> Start flamin&#39;, watch cats start they explainin&#39;<br /> Should&#39;ve known when around my dogs, tuck yo chain in<br /> Any time you look, bet you find us in whips<br /> Diamonds and shit, break scams from the finest of chicks<br /> Royce and Neptunes sick like dead babies in restrooms<br /> Malice and Dome Sheist, y&#39;all niggaz is flesh wounds<br /> I&#39;m Mr. Baller, nigga, I&#39;m Mr. Baller<br /> What you talkin&#39; &#39;bout, nigga, you see a baller<br /> Fuck that bullshit, nigga, &#39;cuz I&#39;m a baller<br /> I take on all y&#39;all nigga, now that&#39;s a baller<br /> I&#39;m Mr. Baller, nigga, I&#39;m Mr. Baller<br /> What you talkin&#39; &#39;bout, nigga, you see a baller<br /> Fuck that bullshit, nigga, &#39;cuz I&#39;m a baller<br /> I take on all y&#39;all nigga, now that&#39;s a baller<br /> I was trained to hang &#39;til the raid is over<br /> Roll wit&#39; nothin&#39; but a whole brigade of soldiers<br /> I was young, holdin&#39; guns, I kept one wit&#39; me<br /> In the flat bed in the back of an F-150<br /> I see three and the six, me and the Clipse<br /> Squeeze off, pop the guns, you seein&#39; tips<br /> So ride wit&#39; me, nigga die wit&#39; me<br /> Yo this money&#39;s the easiest shit to get in this world besides pussy<br /> That&#39;ll cost you my whole crew will stomp you to death<br /> Wearin&#39; cleats until you look like a waffle, I won the battle<br /> The first nigga to ever get the cover of "The Source"<br /> And the cover of "Guns and Ammo"<br /> Burn you alive soon as you and the fire collide<br /> Hit me, it&#39;ll just be a nigga, hired to die<br /> Plus I ball, I&#39;m ignorant, Dogg<br /> I&#39;m a muthafuckin&#39; star, nigga, suck my balls<br /> I&#39;m Mr. Baller, nigga, I&#39;m Mr. Baller<br /> What you talkin&#39; &#39;bout, nigga, you see a baller<br /> Fuck that bullshit, nigga, &#39;cuz I&#39;m a baller<br /> I take on all y&#39;all nigga, now that&#39;s a baller<br /> I&#39;m Mr. Baller, nigga, I&#39;m Mr. Baller<br /> What you talkin&#39; &#39;bout, nigga, you see a baller<br /> Fuck that bullshit, nigga, &#39;cuz I&#39;m a baller<br /> I take on all y&#39;all nigga, now that&#39;s a baller<br /> I&#39;m Mr. Baller, nigga, I&#39;m Mr. Baller<br /> What you talkin&#39; &#39;bout, nigga, you see a baller<br /> Fuck that bullshit, nigga, &#39;cuz I&#39;m a baller<br /> I take on all y&#39;all nigga, now that&#39;s a baller<br /> I&#39;m Mr. Baller, nigga, I&#39;m Mr. Baller<br /> What you talkin&#39; &#39;bout, nigga, you see a baller<br /> Fuck that bullshit, nigga, &#39;cuz I&#39;m a baller<br /> I take on all y&#39;all nigga, now that&#39;s a ballerLyrics provided by TANCODEhttps://damnlyrics.com/" readonly=""/>

Mr. Baller Lyrics


Nah, man, we don't take our chains off, nah
We're here to make noise
We're here to make noise
With VA and Detroit boys
We're here to make noise
We're here to make noise
Nigga, we're here to make noise
With VA and Detroit boys
Come on, come on
Twin Nina Ross sisters, promise to never miss ya
Hit ya thirty-four times to make your skin blister
Extended clips, cocked back quick to chrome sisters
You wild fire gunnin' bin barrels with Rogue pistols
Walkin' contradiction like Quiet Noise
No words, eyes blurred with my diamonds pores
Four karats in these ears make you call your boys
While I'm surrounded by bitches with guns and sex toys
Blind love for money, head and warm steel

Coke off the boat, wrapped in banana peels
Life's so pricey, it's sendin' ya body chills
And we baptize cars, put hollows through windshields
I'm Mr. Baller, nigga, I'm Mr. Baller
What you talkin' 'bout, nigga, you see a baller
Fuck that bullshit, nigga, 'cuz I'm a baller
I take on all y'all nigga, now that's a baller
I'm Mr. Baller, nigga, I'm Mr. Baller
What you talkin' 'bout, nigga, you see a baller
Fuck that bullshit, nigga, 'cuz I'm a baller
I take on all y'all nigga, now that's a baller
Hollow take what? Y'all cats ya want none
I wanna see God, first come and meet my gun
Life's a bitch, diamonds to shine, fuck to shit
Detroit, paradise if you roll wit' my clique
Otherwse it's hell, ain't no escapin' the trips
They gotta gun, good
You'a need it in the land of the trench
Pick 'em up, fuck 'em up
Every man for theyself
Unless you cheat wit' a crew similar to myself
We in the to be killa zone, playin' the D
Lovin' the D, out-a towners hatin' the D
I die for the D
If I could I'd fuckin' marry the D
Stick my dick in the streets
And nut a bomb in the D
You lookin' at at least 50 granny in face
And if you thought any less, just know you made a mistake
They done told you wrong, Clipse in the grey Yukon
Don't mistake this style for hot and it ain't lukewarm
We gets busy, whether dressed in Croc'dile or Lizzie
You can catch a hot ball from a all black Lizzie
Start flamin', watch cats start they explainin'
Should've known when around my dogs, tuck yo chain in
Any time you look, bet you find us in whips
Diamonds and shit, break scams from the finest of chicks
Royce and Neptunes sick like dead babies in restrooms
Malice and Dome Sheist, y'all niggaz is flesh wounds
I'm Mr. Baller, nigga, I'm Mr. Baller
What you talkin' 'bout, nigga, you see a baller
Fuck that bullshit, nigga, 'cuz I'm a baller
I take on all y'all nigga, now that's a baller
I'm Mr. Baller, nigga, I'm Mr. Baller
What you talkin' 'bout, nigga, you see a baller
Fuck that bullshit, nigga, 'cuz I'm a baller
I take on all y'all nigga, now that's a baller
I was trained to hang 'til the raid is over
Roll wit' nothin' but a whole brigade of soldiers
I was young, holdin' guns, I kept one wit' me
In the flat bed in the back of an F-150
I see three and the six, me and the Clipse
Squeeze off, pop the guns, you seein' tips
So ride wit' me, nigga die wit' me
Yo this money's the easiest shit to get in this world besides pussy
That'll cost you my whole crew will stomp you to death
Wearin' cleats until you look like a waffle, I won the battle
The first nigga to ever get the cover of "The Source"
And the cover of "Guns and Ammo"
Burn you alive soon as you and the fire collide
Hit me, it'll just be a nigga, hired to die
Plus I ball, I'm ignorant, Dogg
I'm a muthafuckin' star, nigga, suck my balls
I'm Mr. Baller, nigga, I'm Mr. Baller
What you talkin' 'bout, nigga, you see a baller
Fuck that bullshit, nigga, 'cuz I'm a baller
I take on all y'all nigga, now that's a baller
I'm Mr. Baller, nigga, I'm Mr. Baller
What you talkin' 'bout, nigga, you see a baller
Fuck that bullshit, nigga, 'cuz I'm a baller
I take on all y'all nigga, now that's a baller
I'm Mr. Baller, nigga, I'm Mr. Baller
What you talkin' 'bout, nigga, you see a baller
Fuck that bullshit, nigga, 'cuz I'm a baller
I take on all y'all nigga, now that's a baller
I'm Mr. Baller, nigga, I'm Mr. Baller
What you talkin' 'bout, nigga, you see a baller
Fuck that bullshit, nigga, 'cuz I'm a baller
I take on all y'all nigga, now that's a baller

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Ryan Montgomery A.K.A. Royce Da 5′9″ - born July 5, 1977 - is a rapper hailing from Detroit, Michigan, United States. In addition to his work as a solo artist, Royce has released material as a member of the "super group" Slaughterhouse (with Joe Budden, Joell Ortiz and Crooked I ) and with Eminem as the duo Bad Meets Evil.

The name “Royce” came from his R shaped Turkish link chain which was said to have resembled a Rolls Royce logo. During high school Royce was one of the shortest players on his basketball team, standing 5′9” at age 18.

Royce signed with Tommy Boy records in 1998 and later was slated to release his debut album Rock City. Though this relationship was premature, Royce ended up leaving the label citing creative differences.

Royce began working with well known Game Recordings who helped get him in front of the right people to negotiate a deal with Columbia Records. Royce’s Rock City debut was yet again plagued with delays, during which the album was heavily bootlegged. Though not in their favor, Columbia chose to release Rock City in limited quantity and quickly went out of print by the time Royce left Columbia.

Around this time Royce dropped the underground banger “Boom” with production by Dj Premier. Soon thereafter he joined up with Koch / Game Recordings and released Rock City (Version 2.0) independently.

Most well known for his association with Slim Shady – the two met at a concert while Slim was promoting his Slim Shady EP. The two formed a Duo called Bad Meets Evil, releasing a number of tracks including “Renegades” [Original Version], “Nuttin’ to Do”, “Scary Movies”, “She’s the One”, and “See You In Hell”, which appeared on Eminem’s album The Slim Shady LP, titled “Bad Meets Evil”.

In 2001 Royce was set to work with Dr Dre’s Chronic 2000 project as a ghostwriter. He contributed tracks including “The Message”, “The Throne Is Mine”, “Stay In Your Place” and the original version of “Xxplosive” titled “The Way I Be Pimpin’”.

Royce’s association with Dr. Dre ceased when his manager, Kino Childrey spoke to a reporter about Eminem and Dre in the studio. Royce refused to dismiss his manager and long time friend, ending his relationship with Dre.

Royce and Em had a mutual friendship with Proof. Though Royce had bad blood with D12 member, Bizarre, stemming from a earlier freestyle battle with Royce’s brother. Misscommunication escalated the beef between the pair, causing it to spiral out of control and include all members of the rap group D12.

In 2002, Royce called Eminem to request to be signed to Shady Records. Eminem declined and soon thereafter signed 50-cent to Shady Records instead.

Royce released several diss tracks including “Shit on U” (over D12’s “Shit on You”), taking shots at Bizzare of D12. Royce continued record dis tracks including “We Ridin’”, “Death Day”, and “Malcolm X”. There’s speculation that Royce and Em often wrote bars dissing each other subliminally.

From 2002-2003 Royce kept a low profile releasing releasing Build & Destroy, and Build & Destroy: The Lost Sessions Part 1 across the mixtape circuit.

In 2003, Royce’s beef with D12 finally reached its tipping point. Royce and Proof and their entourages spilled into the streets of Detroit arguing but the issue dissipated once firearms were drawn. The two rappers spent a night in jail, and settled their beef.

In 2004 Royce released his sophomore effort Death Is Certain on Koch records, as well as two mixtapes from his crew M.I.C. (Make it Count). The crew includes members Royce, Kid Vishis,and June.

2005 marked Royce’s third full length album release Independent’s Day on Trouble/M.I.C. Records.

Royce Da 5′9″ was sentenced to jail on September 19, 2006 for parole violation for a prior DUI charge. Royce was sentenced to one year in the clink at Oakland County Jail, Pontiac, Michigan. On January 9, 2007, Royce got out of jail on work-release.

Royce has a strong ghostwriting resume including the track “Tell Me” ft. Christina Aguilera for Diddy’s album Press Play.

In May 2007, Royce Da 5′9″ released a mixtape called The Bar Exam which features DJ Premier and Statik Selektah on the Wheels of Steel.

In 2008, Royce confirmed that he had officially resolved his longstanding differences with Eminem and celebrated with a reunion concert on July 12, 2008 at Saint Andrews Hall. A mixtape of the reunion concert was soon released thereafter.

Royce also had beef with other industry majors including Mistah Fab, Cashi$, and Joe Budden, Kanye West and the Ruff Ryders.

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