Streetball Lyrics

Streetball lyrics

Verse one







Da game wit crossovers



Da game wit niggaz dat will be run over



Ballers be wearing magic shoes



Like; and1, dada, Jordan's



21 points then da game is ova



Street is where u get ur reputation



But u gotta have game



To sustain ya fame



It borin' if a baller is always da same



Hotsauce, dribbling n' spinnin' around



Ghetto ballers told ya niggaz



That they don't ball wit losers



They hit u on da head



It called of da hizzi



For shizzi



They are the number one nizzies



Ball to ya fall out



On this Brooklyn street



Ball so good you will get a treat



This is where u get da real MVP'S



Ya heard dat?



U wanna mess wit da real peeps



U'll be booed sooo badly of da courts



U aint gonna sleep!







Chorus (2x)







Street, street, street, street ball



U gonna fall



Street ballers so bold



U aint been told



Cum n' experience it



Its called street ball (x2)



This is where niggaz stand tall







Verse two







Slip n' slide show started



U been embarrassed



On da court



Theres no one to beg



U been laughed at



Crowed be like OH NO!



Em niggaz broke ya rinzo



In ur face



N' they will be like dat



Da hoe who been faked so bad



Street ball is all about getting'



Da street crown



When u lose



U start to frown



If u balled to bad u fall down



U da clown on da floor



U been dribbled till



U started to mourn



Move out da court door



U bulls***



That u can play da game



U whack



Go n' continue to smoke



Ya crack



This aint da NBA



Look closely,



Look who runnin' da game



Street ballers







Chorus (2x)







Street, street, street, street ball



U gonna fall



Street ballers so bold



U aint been told



Cum n' experience it



Its called street ball (x2)



This is where niggaz stand tall







Verse three







U play da game wit



An NY cap



Wit a long necklace



Wit baggie shorts



And1 or dada's



If ur hard then wear Tims



Do a 360 dunk



N' break da rims



Fake ya dance



Ur opponent has no chance



He will be glancing



At ya ball



He starts to blush



His face is shame



Wash urself



Get ur head straight



So u come back



N' play tight.







Chorus (2x)







Street, street, street, street ball



U gonna fall



Street ballers so bold



U aint been told



Cum n' experience it



Its called street ball (x2)



This is where niggaz stand tall