The Professional
O.C. Lyrics


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Yeah ladies first so watch me set it off even the brothers can't touch us
Professional Ballers is what they call us ain't no tellin' who we're bailin'
Kentucky Texas ATL strikin' in a Lexus
The nigga that want to test this
Thought this shit was shut down thought this shit was dead like Makaveli
Cali legends keep it goin', bout this player shit I'm knowin'
Haters, I know you're bumpin' this shit so here's another daltz
From the Bay to the SCC, you heard us straight from California's most

We don't need no practice, no theatrics
Bout the way we be livin' with the Mafia tactics, I be constantly at it
Tryin' to stack my riches like Bill Gates
Servin' raw and uncut caine so you can't hate
Because it angers me when niggas try to bite my ass
But we be Professional Ballers hittin' at the top-notch ass
Pass the green leaf on the left, inhale a breath of chronic smoke
Exhale like a pro, I be too much for you to cope

[Chorus: x2]
We steady countin' our money, on a mission to ball
All the things we dream we want to see before we call
So we pack heavy, push Chevy's, makin' the 'fetti
If you're ready to holler at a Professional Baller

Baby Capone on the loose, skywalk and fly shit
Off Paraguay, Glock in the drop plus we're hidin'
Astronauts, turnin' in shit for the soldiers that recop
Shoot outta state pushin' killer Cali rocks
Big wreckin' ball nuts and you can notify the monks
I be flossin' in gators, maybe ??? ???
Tennis shoes, press our shit
Aliens gank and flew, runnin' out to see you
With the loot

Yeah
West Coast Mafia, bitch
Everybody else can suck a dick

I'm steadily tryin' to get my bail on
Tapped me up on the cell phone, it ain't far
Stomped in steel toes, I look out my ??? so back up off me
The K-I-double L-A T-A-why, call me the locster
Only smokes the bombest chronic, Professional Ballers like the Sonics
Respect game, with or without these gold chains
We're sure the West got shit sold
From the rap game to the cocaine, come get some
Got pounds like a kick drum, got hitmen
Payin' 'em under the table, lyrics fatal like a ninja
No pretendin', we're steady ballin'

[Chorus]

From the Valley to the Bay, I'm known for stackin' chips
My 500 whip be hip with the AMG hit
'74 drop Caprice, gold ones dip
Candy-coated sport, Professional Ballers don't trip
Makin' moves, pushin' luxuries to ol' schools
I spit the A-1, that's why my pockets weigh a tonne
And my crew be Mafioso's, high performance and low-lows
Professional Ballers on the go and get more doe

Who keep it knockin' with mean choppers? My niggas keep it poppin'
We're rockin', Professional Ballers, Figga-Ro will be the tallest
Player that you spot, duck or dodge?
It's all, turn the Impalas all skirty
Left em deserted, heat em where their pockets hurted
Sold it up by then, two quarters and half a flynn
With my nigga Bo-Loc in the 500 Benz
Ready to bust and make it happen fo' sho', so stack G's
With them 8-ball gangstas
And the young mack knees and that's for sheez





[Chorus]

Overall Meaning

In "The Professional," O.C. raps about the lavish lifestyle of a Professional Baller, relishing in the spoils of fame and fortune. He boasts about his ability to make money through drug deals and rapping, filled with the confidence of one who knows he's at the top of his game. O.C. doesn't shy away from the darker parts of his life, either. He acknowledges that his wealth comes from his involvement in illicit activities, and his lyrics are laced with references to guns and drugs.


Throughout the song, O.C. pays tribute to California's rap scene, name-dropping legends like Tupac and insisting that his crew is the cream of the crop. He raps about his high-end cars and jewelry, telling haters that they can't touch him. The chorus features a catchy hook that emphasizes the group's focus on making money and enjoying the good life.


Line by Line Meaning

Yeah ladies first so watch me set it off even the brothers can't touch us
The singer is confident in their skills and ability, and suggests that even men can't compete with them.


Professional Ballers is what they call us ain't no tellin' who we're bailin'
The singer and their crew are referred to as professional basketball players, but they have a criminal lifestyle that can take them anywhere.


Kentucky Texas ATL strikin' in a Lexus
The singer's crew is travelling across different states and they ride a Lexus.


The nigga that want to test this
The artist is challenged by someone, possibly a rival.


Thought this shit was shut down thought this shit was dead like Makaveli
People think the artist's crew is no longer active, like Tupac after his death, but they're still around.


Cali legends keep it goin', bout this player shit I'm knowin'
The singer believes in the California lifestyle of partying, wealth, and crime.


Haters, I know you're bumpin' this shit so here's another daltz
Even though people who dislike the singer's crew still listen to their music, the singer is releasing more songs.


We don't need no practice, no theatrics
The artist doesn't need to rehearse or act in their lifestyle.


Bout the way we be livin' with the Mafia tactics, I be constantly at it
The artist uses Mafia techniques to conduct their criminal activities, and always works on perfecting them.


Tryin' to stack my riches like Bill Gates
The artist strives to accumulate wealth like the founder of Microsoft, Bill Gates.


Servin' raw and uncut caine so you can't hate
The singer is dealing high-quality cocaine, and challenges people to criticize it.


Because it angers me when niggas try to bite my ass
The artist is frustrated when other people copy or steal their lifestyle.


But we be Professional Ballers hittin' at the top-notch ass
The singer's crew are successful and aim to have relationships with people who have high status.


Pass the green leaf on the left, inhale a breath of chronic smoke
The singer is smoking marijuana and sharing it with their crew.


Exhale like a pro, I be too much for you to cope
The singer is skilled at smoking marijuana, and suggests that others can't handle it like they can.


We steady countin' our money, on a mission to ball
The artist and their crew focus on making money to live the luxurious life they desire.


All the things we dream we want to see before we call
The artist wants to fulfill all their desires before they die.


So we pack heavy, push Chevy's, makin' the 'fetti
The singer carries weapons, drives Chevrolet cars, and makes money.


If you're ready to holler at a Professional Baller
The singer invites people to join them if they're also pursuing wealth and success.


Baby Capone on the loose, skywalk and fly shit
The artist refers to themselves as Baby Capone and suggests they're enjoying an extravagant lifestyle.


Off Paraguay, Glock in the drop plus we're hidin'
The artist and their crew are in Paraguay hiding and carrying guns.


Astronauts, turnin' in shit for the soldiers that recop
The artist compares themselves to astronauts, and suggest that they sell drugs to people who will later sell them again.


Shoot outta state pushin' killer Cali rocks
The singer travels to other states to sell high-quality drugs from California.


Big wreckin' ball nuts and you can notify the monks
The artist is very confident and bold, and doesn't care if people complain.


I be flossin' in gators, maybe ??? ???
The singer wears luxurious alligator skin clothes and accessories, and possibly something else that's unclear.


Tennis shoes, press our shit
The singer takes care of their tennis shoes, suggesting that they also take care of their appearance and status.


Aliens gank and flew, runnin' out to see you
The singer and their crew are fast, unpredictable, and come and go.


With the loot
The artist and their crew are successful at making money.


Yeah
The artist is agreeing with something, possibly their own statements or their crew's activities.


West Coast Mafia, bitch
The singer and their crew identify as part of the mafia in the West Coast.


Everybody else can suck a dick
The singer doesn't care about other people's opinions or emotions.


I'm steadily tryin' to get my bail on
The artist is always seeking more money.


Tapped me up on the cell phone, it ain't far
Someone contacted the artist on their phone and they're willing to go somewhere.


Stomped in steel toes, I look out my ??? so back up off me
The artist wears steel-toes boots and suggests they can be dangerous if provoked.


The K-I-double L-A T-A-why, call me the locster
The singer identifies themselves as the 'Killer Tay' and considers themselves a criminal.


Only smokes the bombest chronic, Professional Ballers like the Sonics
The artist and their crew smoke only the best marijuana, and compares their success to professional basketball team, the Seattle Supersonics.


Respect game, with or without these gold chains
The singer wants respect and recognition for their skills and lifestyle regardless of the accessories they wear.


We're sure the West got shit sold
The singer is certain that the West Coast has a lot of success and wealth.


From the rap game to the cocaine, come get some
The singer and their crew enjoy and make money from both rap music and selling drugs. They dare others to try to succeed like they do.


Got pounds like a kick drum, got hitmen
The artist has a lot of drugs and can hire people to kill others.


Payin' 'em under the table, lyrics fatal like a ninja
The artist can pay others secretly to do illegal activities for them, and suggests their lyrics can be deadly like a ninja.


No pretendin', we're steady ballin'
The singer and their crew are genuinely successful and wealthy.


From the Valley to the Bay, I'm known for stackin' chips
The singer is recognized for accumulating wealth in different regions of California.


My 500 whip be hip with the AMG hit
The artist's Mercedes-Benz 500 car has an AMG sport package.


'74 drop Caprice, gold ones dip
The artist drives a 1974 Chevrolet Caprice car, which has gold rims.


Candy-coated sport, Professional Ballers don't trip
The artist has a brightly-colored sports car, and emphasizes that they don't stress over anything.


Makin' moves, pushin' luxuries to ol' schools
The singer works hard, and sells luxurious items to older generations.


I spit the A-1, that's why my pockets weigh a tonne
The artist makes great music, which is why they have so much money.


And my crew be Mafioso's, high performance and low-lows
The singer's crew identifies as members of the mafia, and own both high-end and low-end cars.


Professional Ballers on the go and get more doe
The singer's crew are constantly working hard and making more money.


Who keep it knockin' with mean choppers? My niggas keep it poppin'
The singer is suggesting their crew is violent and can keep things dangerous, with mean and loud weapons.


We're rockin', Professional Ballers, Figga-Ro will be the tallest
The artist's crew are successful and well-respected, with the intention of being on top.


Player that you spot, duck or dodge?
The artist is suggesting that anyone who tries to challenge them better watch out.


It's all, turn the Impalas all skirty
The singer and their crew can turn and maneuver their Impala cars quickly.


Left em deserted, heat em where their pockets hurted
The singer and their crew can ambush other people and steal their money.


Sold it up by then, two quarters and half a flynn
After selling drugs, the artist and their crew made a lot of money.


With my nigga Bo-Loc in the 500 Benz
The artist is driving a Mercedes-Benz 500 car with their friend Bo-Loc.


Ready to bust and make it happen fo' sho', so stack G’s
The artist and their crew are willing to use violence if necessary to make money.


With them 8-ball gangstas
The singer and their crew are associated with gangsters who sell drugs.


And the young mack knees and that's for sheez
The artist is also associated with young and ambitious people who want success and wealth.




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: MARVALESS, JAMAL ROCKER, RICARDO THOMAS, SHAWN THOMAS, VITTORIO PIZZO

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