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These Were the Ballers

Flat screen televisions and rim spinners Use to be a show of wealth Gold chains and dinners Excluded everyone else Upstairs on round beds Was where the magic happened Sold out concerts with loud music And all their fans were clapping A fleet of cars Identified the stars The sky was the limit and No place was too far All white living rooms Was the “Ah yeah” the boom- boom Scar Face posters Decorated the wall This reminded them to always stand tall Selling dope was over And rap was in Other rappers were rivals But leeches were friends

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