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collard greens - 8ball lyrics

[ chorus: both 2x ]
n-ggas ain’t f–kin with us
cause we strapped with them guns
and we always shoot ’em
n-gga u got us f–ked up
ain’t no hater in us
we some real muthuf–kas baby

[ eightball ]
n-gga i clown fo’ mine
i get it down fo’ mine
if neccesary pull sh-t and bust a round fo’ mine
you know my sound design
for n-ggas street encline
southern n-ggas on tha grind
shine and recline
i stay hard like fake t-ts
dig like ice-picks
disrespect the ‘slab’ and yo wig i might split
you hide we find you
creep up from behind you
and leave you with some heat that will always remind you

[ mjg ]
because of that big trigget
you n-ggas need to quit givin cheese out
you probably wear your knee’s out
yo’ wife wanna leave out
but when she pull them keys out
a bunch of that please baby please
what it be’z bout
but what we be’z bout is big body
when we roll up in ya after party
been smokin wait but hold up, stop, dont tell n0body
stage holda, mic controller, money gripper
toe tipper, n-gga big time hoe flipper

[ chorus: 2x ]
[ mjg ]
when i roll b-tches
lyrical lethal like it was dope hard moonshine
n-ggas playin like cartoon time
he get tucked in the dark room time
to a busta who done died, why?
all because he tried
what? to tell the truth about some sh-t
but that n-gga lied
talkin about he dont bump us in his ride

n-gga f–k you
and the horse you rode on too
you can’t f–k with me
unless you stressed to be an absentee perminately

[ eightball ]
i dont bard no n-gga talkin bout what he got
until you show me somethin n-gga you just talkin alot
n-ggas love to start sh-t
poppin that hard sh-t
catch them alone and they convert to a broad quik
where them n-ggas at?
who you said got yo back dawg?
[ ball they all fake, they puttin on a act dawg ]
yeah you n-ggas be trippin thinkin sh-t is sweet dawg
we gon’ keep it raw until all my n-ggas eat dawg

[ mjg ]
im a cool n-gga
but sometimes i act a fool n-gga
im certified in takin bitces to school n-gga
the rule is for mjg to stack paper
and f–k b-tch n-ggas up when they act hata

[ eightball ]
big ball, mjg
we do it for the streets
for them n-ggas and them b-tches tryna get up on they feet
haters get a hollow tip deep off in they fo’head
all over some punk sh-t that b-tch shouldn’t have neva said

[ mjg ]
we got plenty connections
in all of the preferred sections
potent elections fo’ big playaz and b-tches s-xin
eigthball and mjg
consider reckless, flawless
you got blessed the day you saw this

[ eightball ]
n-gga realize u can’t f–k with this
get it hype, get it crunk, get it buck up in this b-tch
take no n-gga sp-ce age
thug up in this sh-t
eightball, mjg we wuz up
up in this b-tch

[ chorus: 2x ]

- 8ball lyrics

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