Can We All Ball
C-Bo Lyrics


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[Featuring Killa Tay JT Tha Bigga Figga]
We dump slugs and fuck thugs for their drugs
When push come to shove ain't no motherfuckin love
Bow down we just hit the town
But we brung shit like Hitler bail em with a Sigma
Switch with the first shot gotta check the spot
Burnin rubber out the parkin lot pointin out the window
Stuck off indo bumpin my nigga see Bo
Bitches all in my business 'cause they think I move kilo's
I, call my people's on the mobile, gang all over, nationwide
distribution
Now I'm posted up in Houston
Texas, ridin the Lexus but it's supremo
Niggas set trip, a solo weapon is essen(tial)
Keep the pepper spray on my car keys, only fuck with hard Gz
Still get my ball on like Clark
Nothin but the California hoggin me
Touchin triggers, real niggas, straight doggin freaks
Chorus:
Can we all ball?
Can we all ball?
Can we all ball?
We take the occupation when movin, my hustle never stop
Check what? Some babies camera's peep the blocks, stash the Glocks
Posi's squashed, ship ki's and here there's thousand dollar bidders
Rim hats with feathers, more money than Perry Ellis
Never known behind ???, talkin "let my nuts hang"
Trade ya the .4-5 and the Tek 9 for a drop Mustang
A long line of killers, drug dealers with stripes
Just schoolin, you're rollin pontentially, could take your advice
We count big face and straight laces by the hundreds
Ragtops and big blocks, gettin the money
Sippin X-O Hen, and I get it for the 1-10
In a convertible Benz, fearin hunted, on twins
They call me Bo-Loc, and fo' sho' I smoke the dodo
and flip the '97 Sport to shake the po-po
High rollers count, tall dollars will never fall
In this shit for the cash nigga, enter, forever ball
Chorus
We are surprised in this rap game
Straight gangsta shit makes the world go round, I'm nuttin nice
On a dice, bets are more wet and crush ice
X-O, stretch Rolls, Bza's and Lexo's
And fuck the best hoes, and never slippin like Magic Johnson
Keeps my cock down, increase my hatto, from Sac to Compton
Rolex down, fools shot up, solid ice
The gin in the cask was still followed by the vice
In the S-Class, we does it on the gas
On my cell, Bo poppin my collar, all about my cash
How many diggers can you scat? Now picture that
without the feds on your back, homey, and that's a fact
We attack with Mac 1-12's to protect my sack
I pick up my pack, tellin the order "handle that"
It ain't no room for you busters 'cause we knuckle ya downfall
Player haters, fuck y'all, let these ballers all ball
Chorus:
Can we all ball?
Can we all ball?
Can we all ball?




Can we all ball?
Tell me, can we ball?

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of the song 'Can We All Ball' by C-Bo featuring Killa Tay and JT Tha Bigga Figga, primarily focus on the themes of drugs, violence, and gang culture. The first verse talks about their involvement in drug dealing and using guns to get what they want. It seems that for them, there is no love or loyalty, and they will do whatever it takes to get ahead in the game. The chorus "Can we all ball?" is a rhetorical question that implies not everyone can ball but those who are truly part of the gang culture can.


The second verse not only talks about the drug dealing business but also highlights the luxurious lifestyle that comes with it. They live like high-rollers, gambling, buying expensive cars, and dating the best women. The lyrics give the impression that the members of the gang are invincible and will not hesitate to take on anyone who comes in their way.


Overall, the song portrays a very violent and aggressive image of gang culture. It glamorizes drug dealing and promotes the idea that using violence is the only way to survive in this world. The lyrics suggest that people who are not part of this lifestyle are not part of the elite group, and it's a dog-eat-dog world where they have to fight to stay on top.


Line by Line Meaning

We dump slugs and fuck thugs for their drugs
We use violence and force to take drugs from other criminals


When push come to shove ain't no motherfuckin love
In difficult situations, there is no loyalty or compassion


Bow down we just hit the town
We come into town with power and intimidation


But we brung shit like Hitler bail em with a Sigma
We are heavily armed, like the Nazi dictator, and we bail our associates out of jail using our organized crime network


Switch with the first shot gotta check the spot
We are quick to shoot and check our surroundings for danger


Burnin rubber out the parkin lot pointin out the window
We speed away in our car, pointing guns out the windows


Stuck off indo bumpin my nigga see Bo
We are high on marijuana and listening to the rapper C-Bo


Bitches all in my business 'cause they think I move kilo's
Women are interested in our criminal activities because they believe we sell large amounts of drugs


I, call my people's on the mobile, gang all over, nationwide distribution
I use my mobile phone to contact associates in my criminal gang who are distributed throughout the country


Now I'm posted up in Houston, Texas, ridin the Lexus but it's supremo
I am currently in Houston, Texas, driving a Lexus that is in excellent condition


Niggas set trip, a solo weapon is essen(tial)
Other criminals may become aggressive, so it is important to carry a weapon when alone


Keep the pepper spray on my car keys, only fuck with hard Gz
I carry pepper spray on my car keys, and only associate with tough gangsters


Still get my ball on like Clark, Nothin but the California hoggin me
I continue to succeed and make money, and my success is due to my connections in California


Touchin triggers, real niggas, straight doggin freaks
We have a penchant for violence and are attracted to similarly aggressive people


Can we all ball?
Can we all make money and be successful?


We take the occupation when movin, my hustle never stop
We take over territories and continue to make money through our criminal activities


Check what? Some babies camera's peep the blocks, stash the Glocks
We need to be careful as there may be surveillance cameras and we stash our firearms


Posi's squashed, ship ki's and here there's thousand dollar bidders
We confront and subdue any opposition, and sell drugs for large sums of money


Rim hats with feathers, more money than Perry Ellis
We have expensive and fashionable accessories, more than the designer Perry Ellis


Never known behind ???, talkin 'let my nuts hang'
We are confident and unafraid to assert ourselves and intimidate others


Trade ya the .4-5 and the Tek 9 for a drop Mustang
We are willing to trade firearms for a specific type of car


A long line of killers, drug dealers with stripes
We come from a lineage of people who have killed and sold drugs


Just schoolin, you're rollin pontentially, could take your advice
We are teaching others and are willing to learn from them as well


We count big face and straight laces by the hundreds
We count cash with large denominations and keep it neat and orderly


Ragtops and big blocks, gettin the money
We have convertible cars and large engines, and are making money through our criminal activities


Sippin X-O Hen, and I get it for the 1-10
We drink expensive cognac and can acquire it for a low price


In a convertible Benz, fearin hunted, on twins
We are driving a convertible Mercedes-Benz, fearing being pursued and having dual exhaust


They call me Bo-Loc, and fo' sho' I smoke the dodo
My nickname is Bo-Loc and I definitely smoke marijuana


and flip the '97 Sport to shake the po-po
We change our car to evade the police


High rollers count, tall dollars will never fall
We are wealthy and our money will not disappear


In this shit for the cash nigga, enter, forever ball
We are in the criminal lifestyle to make money and we will always be successful


We are surprised in this rap game
We are successful in the music industry


Straight gangsta shit makes the world go round, I'm nuttin nice
Violent and criminal behavior is what matters in our world, and I am not a nice person


On a dice, bets are more wet and crush ice
When gambling, we make high-stakes bets and win big


X-O, stretch Rolls, Bza's and Lexo's
We drink expensive cognac, drive Rolls-Royces, and use firearms called Berettas and Lexanis


And fuck the best hoes, and never slippin like Magic Johnson
We have sex with the most attractive women and never fail, like the basketball player Magic Johnson never failing on the court


Keeps my cock down, increase my hatto, from Sac to Compton
I keep a low profile to avoid attention, and my reputation and influence spans from Sacramento to Compton


Rolex down, fools shot up, solid ice
We wear expensive Rolex watches and have shot and killed rivals


The gin in the cask was still followed by the vice
Even though we are successful and wealthy, we are still followed by law enforcement


In the S-Class, we does it on the gas
We drive a luxurious Mercedes-Benz S-Class and use a lot of gas


On my cell, Bo poppin my collar, all about my cash
I am using my cell phone, while adjusting my collar and focused on making money


How many diggers can you scat? Now picture that without the feds on your back, homey, and that's a fact
How many women can you have sex with? Imagine that without law enforcement interfering, and that is the truth


We attack with Mac 1-12's to protect my sack
We fight with MAC-12 machine guns to protect our money and drugs


I pick up my pack, tellin the order 'handle that'
I gather my group and give orders to handle a particular task


It ain't no room for you busters 'cause we knuckle ya downfall
There is no place for people who oppose us, and we will be their downfall


Player haters, fuck y'all, let these ballers all ball
We don't care about those who hate us, let those who succeed continue to succeed and make money


Can we all ball?
Can we all be successful and make money?




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