Тексты песен «Eightball And Mjg»

Mic check one two You know when you lose somebody Somebody that's close to you Somebody that's probably not even that close to you You might have just know him It's hard to put it into words you know It's hard to...

[Twista] Damn what happens when the Twista gets high in the Suave House Y'all motherfuckers know who this is Here's some mack shit [Twista] Ooh, I can feel a reefer crawl in me all in me Swooping through the...

Verse One: MJG Here comes the one they call the P.I. -- M.P. Straight out the cut no one can see I -- bust these Way out of touch with all them bustas in my rear view but see they game, so lame, I can hear through...

To be or not to be, that is the question Ball and G, that's the answer Living legends, many are called but few are chosen You know their names, legends of the south 8 Ball, Fat Boy, MJG, pimpin' Bad Boy nigga, show...

The streets of my city be gritty Young niggaz pack plenty and ain't never show no pity Many die on streets of concrete blasted from the heat From under the seat niggaz just trying to make ends meat Trying to eat...

[Eightball] This for all my G's and my niggas that ride with me Only God feel the pain and only he can really see Through the eyes of a child A baby born wild Gangsta shit flow through his blood and no one had to...

(Word Up) (MJG) You might not know it but you You gotta say it baby The company you keep It change daily baby How did you get the Mercedes and the Escalade lately How come its been trouble in the places you...

(Chorus) Just like candy (candy) Just like candy Its the same feeling (looks good to me) [MJG] I'm creepin low in a flip, flop drop top Stang, leanin to the left, gold dadens on them thang I'm the MJG, pimp...

(music plays in bakground) (eightball we doin this shit once again for you fake ass niggaz lay it the fuck down BEYITCH) Intro/Chorus: lay it down, lay it down you hoes lay it down lay it down, lay it down you...

[Music plays in bakground] (Eightball we doin this shit once again For you fake ass niggaz lay it the fuck down BEYITCH) [Intro/Chorus:] Lay it down, lay it down You hoes lay it down Lay it down, lay it down You...

you know sometimes you have to use a little composure be playa about the situation but this is not the time nigga this is not the time nigga its time to ride its time to ride sometimes you have to keep it calm play...

How come you always trippin' I see you like that, the way I call your name When I tell you shit is real you know it ain't a game No pretending, always breakin' up and mending We gon' kill each other before this...

Verse One: I have no face, I have no body, I have no heart I have no soul I don't care if you're young if you're old Here's my mission, I'm out to get them, those who be slippin Creepin, while they be creepin, I be...

I was twelve years old when I sold my first stone Thirteen when I bought my first gold herrin' bone MJ knew how to cook it up and I supplied the kitchen My momma was at work and never really paid attention Bitches...

Look at the grill, look at the grill Look at the grill, look at the grill Look at the grill This for my niggaz with the bank roles (Look at the grill on my pimp mobile) This for my niggaz with the pretty cars...

And welcome back from that commercial break I found out some, please, ladies and gentlemen Hold your applause please, can you please hold your applause? I found out somethin' very interesting The mad producer, he's...

Said I got the blues Said I got the blues Memphis city blues Yeah, light up the green, watch me light up the room Watch me light up the mic, fat boy, be the truth Nigga live and learn, learn the streets or get...

8Ball: Now, I was broke as a muthafucka, my life at the end see My so called friends, they had no ends to lend me. My job at Mickie Ds was fuckin me with no grease I worked so damn hard, but the money, it never...

Yeah Hmm Can you dig that? Hmm Can you feel that? Can you feel that? Yeah, uh Can you... Yeah, yeah Let me stick you with this Lets see, can you feel... I grab my pen, caressin' empty pages, I grab my pen,...

My nigga, C, he from Texas, I'm from Tennesee We do our thang, with them thangs, makin' currency He got the hook up with Columbians and Mexicans He wraps 'em up and ships 'em out, and I supply the ends Excellent...