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m-gang da shit (kno' dat) - 8ball lyrics

m-gang da sh-t, kno’ dat

[8ball]
eightball rollin, grind fo’ the shine
a penny to a nickle, a nickle to a dime
a pen to the paper, then i got a rhyme
get the mic bump it off, spill out my mind
take a bite and swallow, my chain ain’t hollow
you square like lamont and i’m more like rollo
came up in the ghetto, black superhero
big dude, e’rything i ride be a fo’ do’
stop for a photo, pose wit’cha hoe doe
squeeze too tight and she might feel the fo’ oh
in the truck solo with the tint for the cops
but if your boy dirty, i might not stop cause uhh

[chorus 2x: 8ball]
m-gang da sh-t, kno’ dat
8 ways e-n-t on my back
gimme that paper and see how we act
(gimme gimme that paper and see how we act~!)

[devius]
you see the big ol’ wheels, you see that rolls royce grill
brown skin deep, a pedicure and in them heels
salvatore ferragomo, that’s how i step out
8 ways m-gang, this how i rep out
it’s ted dibiase, tatted arm and hang
i know he hate to see perfection, better calm your man
cause the steel right here, i’ll peel right here
let my b-tch go home and i’ll chill right here
y’all n-ggas got the game so f-cked up
i’m on some blessed sh-t, y’all get your luck up
24’s under paint that’s candy
used to not like me, now they can’t stand me
rich got a rental baby duplex on it
driveway was empty now there’s two ‘vettes on it
yup, laugh at my past, shades for my future
bought my son a black benz and my daughter she a fusion

[chorus]

[verse 3]
we shoot first bruh, it ain’t gon’ be no argument
m-gang run sh-t, call us parliament
i’ll have you p-ssies hung quick like your ornaments
swingin like it’s christmas in the summer
the missile’s in the hummer and a half a brick of yay
since the spring of ’97, moved a half a brick a day
so you know big m.o. thinkin he the sh-t around the way
smokin purple, gotta get that other sh-t up out his face
n-gga you ain’t built like we are, leaave you needed to be out
disrespected g.c. now he bleedin up in the e.r
it’s 8 ways n-gga, the fat mack is back
just gimme that paper and see how we act

- 8ball lyrics

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