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Eightball, the one you know from bustin'
Bout that real shit and bout these ass hoes
I hit the when I was 12 and I ain't never leavin'
Kept a grip and kept on right through drought season
been a hater even at my lowest level
Some niggaz get some change and sell they soul to the
I'm drinkin' Dom, man I'm chiefin' on some sticky
Space Age Pimpin' and my niggaz rollin' with me
and K's and Rugers with the rubber grip
Got 'Tel transmittin' on my hip
Keep it real with niggaz that be real with me
Orange Mile forever reppin' Memphis, - MJG

Him and me, me and him, how we rolled
Over ten million sold, Platinum and Gold
We broke the mold, ain't no the two
Who makin' hit in clutch situations
And demonstratin' the real quality of a team consists of
Eightball & MJG, we do this shit 'cause it good
First of all, we for it
But afford it, then motherfuckers for it
In the of concrete just within one beat
Of the heart you can be apart
no regret but scars from my battlin' hard tactics
I think roll with the paper, you can keep the plastic

I know you got doe
I saw you in them
I you niggaz stay high
I saw you at the club
I you niggaz keep hoes
I saw you with them hoes
I you niggaz got it made
I saw you on the front

I've a lot of niggaz come and go
Saw some shit fall and a lot of shit grow
Money here, money gone like a trick
hustlers hustle with or without that shit
I get my grind on 'cause I wanna see
Me and my niggaz gettin' paid we elderly
And it ain't if we all put that work in
it twerkin 'til they close the fuckin' curtains
We all dream and we all fantasies

Every nigga wanna buy that for mama G
But life is a roll of the dice, right
Sometimes you win and sometimes you might
Lose it all, fucked up sick and don't know to do
That's when you find out who really to bust for you
I rock and roll my heart and let my soul glow
And don't worry about what a nigga think he know, ya

I you niggaz got doe
I saw you in them
I know you niggaz high
I saw you at the club
I you niggaz keep hoes
I saw you with them hoes
I you niggaz got it made
I saw you on the page

Nothin' but - 365
to eleven I be off in the fire
Of revolution, the solution is what I'm spittin'
Fat stacks of green is what I'm gettin'
Jaw bones and microphones, what I'm hittin'
I'm hangin' on the edge of the cliff no mittens
flickin', chrome smokin', preferred potion
Man will touch my flow, deep as the ocean
When you go down too far and you - can't seem to
to look out for that pressure baby, it bust pipes
I got too much - in my heart, body, my insight
Is magnifyed a thousand times, more the average guys
My status lies before you with no disguise
The black mack is here to step up and so I
My shit has gone way cold, it's freeze dry
One can't do what I do, you need five

I you niggaz got doe
I saw you in videos
I know you niggaz high
I saw you at the right?
I know you niggaz keep
I saw you with freak hoes
I you niggaz got it made
I saw you on the front