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Eightball, the one you know bustin' flows
that real shit and bout these shady ass hoes
I hit the block when I was 12 and I never leavin'
Kept a grip and kept on tippin' right drought season
Never been a hater even at my lowest
niggaz get some change and sell they soul to the Devil
I'm drinkin' Dom, man I'm chiefin' on green sticky
Age Pimpin' and my real niggaz rollin' with me
Glocks and K's and Rugers the rubber grip
Got 'Tel transmittin' on my hip
Keep it real with them 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, no duplicatin' the two
Who hit shit in clutch situations
And demonstratin' the real of a team which consists of
Eightball & MJG, we do this 'cause it feel good
of all, we sacrificed for it
But it, then motherfuckers sheist for it
In the jungle of just within one beat
Of the heart you can be taken
Ain't no regret but scars from my battlin' hard
I think I'll roll with the paper, you can the plastic

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

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

Every nigga buy that house 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 what to do
when you find out who really down to bust for you
I rock and roll from my heart and let my glow
And don't worry what a nigga think he know, ya know?

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

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, that's I'm hittin'
I'm on the edge of the cliff with no mittens
flickin', chrome smokin', preferred potion
Man never touch my flow, deep as the ocean
When you go too far and you - can't seem to light
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 right you with no disguise
The black mack is to step up and so I rise
My shit has gone way cold, it's freeze dry
One brain do what I do, you need five

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