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Still Ballin' - Lil' Troy



     
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We some No Limit Soldiers
You see No Limit is an army
We some No Limit Soldiers
You see No Limit is an army
Nigga what what bitches callin' my name
Homies hut hut No Limit still in the game
See I'm a money making nigga like Bill Gates
Me and my lil' cousin toss bitches from state to state
Lil' Beezy he off the heezy
He in the threezy smoking weezy
I don't give a fuck about you hatin' I'm chasin' fortune and fame
I got every ghetto bitch screamin' my name
Nigga rap in the South I started that
It wasn't cool to be country 'til I brought it back
Now y'all boys know y'all can't mess with me
'Cause No Limit is a part of history
We some No Limit Soldiers
You see No Limit is an army

We some No Limit Soldiers
You see No Limit is an army
I seen a nigga catch 30 rounds and live through it
You could tell he was a soldier and he knew it
Fuckin' wit me, my niggaz [Incomprehensible]
Fuckin' wit me you better not leave the club
All it takes is some Hennessey and I'm gone
Dressed in all back bitch I'm bout to follow you home
With my chopper, I release anger
Runnin' off in the dark like strangers
I don't give a fuck nigga if you like me
I told the same thing, I'm way [Incomprehensible]
It's easy to bust a niggas skull plate
Half of you haters go to jail quick and to the state
You ain't ready
Out of control ever since I got out the hold
Fuck a P.O. I ain't got time for parole
My nine it explodes every time it's exposed
Once you see it you get it that's how No Limit rolls
Fold in your doors and hit you while you dead on the floor
Excuse me miss but we gotta take him straight to the morgue
Talkin' the talk knowin' he ain't walkin' the walk
Fuckin' with him is like me fuckin' with pork
I'm holdin' the fort for every person reppin' New York
Niggas front on No Limit ya ass is out when you caught
Fuck what you thought they'll find you lying dead on the porch
Clothes soiled as your body, red as your heart
We some No Limit Soldiers
You see No Limit is an army
We some No Limit Soldiers
You see No Limit is an army
We still ballin' so fuck what you think
You broke niggaz keep hatin' you can't stop the tank

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Lil' Troy, who featured in his songs many members of the Screwed Up Click, managed to break out of Houston's thriving rap scene in the late '90s with "Wanna Be a Baller," one of the few Houston-based songs to reach national audiences. The track was actually written by fellow Houston rapper E.S.G., although he was never credited with it, and still holds a grudge over the situation. The song propelled his debut album, "Sittin' Fat Down South", to respectable success, particularly for a Houston artist. Released in 1998, Universal picked up the album, re-released it in 1999, and helped "Wanna Be a Baller" spread from city to city. That was about all the success Troy had for a while, though. As the late '90s became the early 2000s, "Wanna Be a Baller" still garnered play, but Troy couldn't deliver a strong follow-up single, instead watching his moment of opportunity diminish. His last album was a screwed and chopped version of his album "Back to Ballin." His relatively upscale, contemporary, casual clothing line hit the streets in May 2006.

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