Wanna Be a Baller

Wanna Be a Baller: Chords

Intro:
SOLb      LAb      SIbm      SOLb


Wanna be a baller, shot caller
LAb
Twenty-inch blades on the Impala
SIbm
 Call her, gettin' laid tonight
SOLb
Swisha rolled tight, got sprayed by Ike
                                    LAb
I hit the highway, making money the fly way
                        SIbm
But there's got to be a better way!
         SOLb
A better way, better way, yeah

             
I'm a, baller, I'm a twenty-inch crawler
LAb                             
Blades on Impala, diamond rottweiller
SIbm
I-10 hauler, never a leader not a follower
SOLb                 
Break these boys off I'mma twenty inch crawler
                                       
Bust a left, a right, I'm outta sight I'm throwed
    LAb
I'm bouncin' off the road I'm in a mode n 'fo
          SIbm
Takin' it to 'em, hop out my big body form
SOLb
Chain with the charm can't forget Moet along

I'm hot, find me lookin' good, 
          
diamonds against my wood
LAb                      
Man it's understood, got money in my hood
    SIbm
I'm pushing big body can't stop me
             SOLb          
For the nine-eight got to sell a million copy

I'mma crawl slow puffin' on the Optimo hit the sto'
      LAb
I'mma go real slow, puffin' indo out the do'
      SIbm
I'mma lit the stash green, man I'm lookin' clean
       SOLb
Want remote control, good green and nice Byzantines

         
Wanna be a baller, shot caller
LAb
Twenty-inch blades on the Impala
SIbm
 Call her, gettin' laid tonight
SOLb
Swisha rolled tight, got sprayed by Ike
                                    LAb
I hit the highway, making money the fly way
                        SIbm
But there's got to be a better way!
         SOLb
A better way, better way, yeah

  
Big ballin', smashin', makin' my ends
LAb        
Smokin' big killa gettin' high in the Benz
    SIbm
Big ballin', smashin', makin' my ends
SOLb
Smokin' big killa gettin' high in the Benz
                                         
In the wind smoke goes as I crawl down on Vogues
 LAb
Twenty Lorenzo, smoke all up in my nose
     SIbm
Yo' eyes, get froze, as you see my low
      SOLb
Candy-red, two-do', let my top down slow
                
Hittin', my remote, sittin', in my shit
     LAb
Presidential V-12 with that AMG kit
         SIbm
It don't quit, as I get high
             SOLb
From K.C. to H-Town, connectin' SouthSide

Now we worldwide, watch me highside
        LAb
Fat Pat blowin' killa, can't be denied
    SIbm
187 thugs, oh yeah we got love
               SOLb
Blowin' sticky green we flow through and above


Wanna be a baller, shot caller
LAb                       
Twenty-inch blades on the Impala
SIbm
 Call her, gettin' laid tonight
SOLb
Swisha rolled tight, got sprayed by Ike
                                    LAb
I hit the highway, making money the fly way
                        SIbm
But there's got to be a better way!
         SOLb
A better way, better way, yeah


Sittin' Fat Down South, rollin' Benz on blocks
    LAb     
Mo' scrilla I got, signin' with Shortstop
    SIbm
And that's for real, so tell me how you feel
   SOLb
To make a million dollars out my first record deal
                                  
Shortstop, puttin' up your motherfuckin' ear
       LAb
Really really don't give a fuck 

and I ain't drinkin' on no beer
  SIbm
Codeine what I sip, pistol grip when I ride
SOLb
Trunk hittin' fo' life baby it's SouthSide
  
We on a fuckin' mission Expedition, Navigator
       LAb
That's how we be ridin', alligator suitcasin'
SIbm
Puttin' it in your face, and that's for real
        SOLb
Shinin' harder than the grill 

it's the player Lil' Will
                              
Down with the 2 Low, Yungstar be a thug
   LAb
So nigga nigga what? I'm down with Mo'Thugs
   SIbm
Mo'Thugs an' da Bone, you know it's goin' down
     SOLb
Represent that H-Town, pop trunks surround by sound


Wanna be a baller, shot caller
LAb
Twenty-inch blades on the Impala
SIbm
 Call her, gettin' laid tonight
SOLb      
Swisha rolled tight, got sprayed by Ike
                                    LAb
I hit the highway, making money the fly way
                        SIbm
But there's got to be a better way!
         SOLb
A better way, better way, yeah

                                        
I gots to get better man, it gots to move on
LAb
Switched from Motorola to a PrimeCo phone
SIbm                                     
Broke in two chrome, now you know no dope pigeon
SOLb
Used to count my spoke, 

now these hoes count my inches
                       
Had to get older, man it got colder
LAb           
I done got grown and got a chip on my shoulder
SIbm
Links in Kuwait, got links in Pakistan
SOLb
Boys don't understand virtual reality Caravan

Double doors marble floors naked hoes around me
LAb
Everytime I'm comin' out, niggas they wanna sign me
SIbm
Got the Lil' Will diamond grills in my grin
SOLb
Blaze in the Benz and you can't forget DenDen

Boobie diamond Ruby's, I'm watchin' on a movie
LAb
Drop the top on Scott, and you know I'm in a Jacuzzi
SIbm
Bourbon and I'm swervin', man it's gettin' hot
   SOLb
My last name Lemon, drive my tight'um off the lot, 

David Taylor


Wanna be a baller, shot caller
LAb
Twenty-inch blades on the Impala
SIbm
 Call her, gettin' laid tonight
SOLb
Swisha rolled tight, got sprayed by Ike
                                    LAb
I hit the highway, making money the fly way
                        SIbm
But there's got to be a better way!
         SOLb
A better way, better way, yeah


I hit the highway
             LAb
Everything's my way, I parlay
         SIbm
Everyday all day, ain't no way
           SOLb
Boys can't stop as I slide through your neighborhood
            
Chop chop chop, headed straight to the top
               LAb
I only play to win, 'bout to close up shop
                  SIbm
Showstoppin' dead end, pimp the pen once again
                   SOLb
Peep the message I send

Take these levels that you devils can't comprehend
                                      LAb
Big body Benz, as I floss through the south
                                     SIbm
Big blue lens, now whatcha' talkin' about?
                                 SOLb
Close yo' mouth, as I settle all scores

Scream and shout, my similes and metaphors

Mansion doors, I constantly close
              LAb                  SIbm
All you hoes, go and take off your clothes
                             SOLb
Lord knows, ain't no time to play

Commence to fuckin' and a suckin' on the H.A.W.K


Wanna be a baller, shot caller
LAb
Twenty-inch blades on the Impala
SIbm
 Call her, gettin' laid tonight
SOLb
Swisha rolled tight, got sprayed by Ike
                                    LAb
I hit the highway, making money the fly way
                        SIbm
But there's got to be a better way!
         SOLb
A better way, better way, yeah

SOLb      LAb      SIbm      SOLb

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Rock Italiano

Wanna Be a Baller è un brano scritto e inciso da Troy Birklett, alias Lil' Troy, contenuto nell'album Sittin' Fat Down South pubblicato nel 1999. Disco d'esordio per il rapper texano, si rivela l'apice del suo successo commerciale aggiudicandosi oltre un milione di copie vendute e un disco di platino. La canzone è la principale artefice di questo risultato: estratta come singolo nel 1998, ospita un nutrito gruppo di rapper della sua città, Houston.

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Alberto Moneti

36 anni, polistrumentista: pianoforte, chitarra, batteria, clarinetto. Ha conseguito la licenza in teoria musicale e solfeggio presso il Conservatorio Cherubini di Firenze. Dal 1997 è organista presso la Basilica di Santa Maria del Sasso, a Bibbiena (AR).