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Living Legends[Hook - Lloyd]See a nigga like me gonna get money til I get richRide with a couple hundred G's in a biscuitStay down for whatever forever hustle with my misfit homesAnd soon you gonna see just how crunk this shit be once we get richTil then its back to hustlin with my misfitsDeep, on a creep, fifty songs tucked under the prone..Fifty songs tucked under the prone[MJG]I keep a big old nigga beater heaterIts in the trunk of my four-door and my two seaterIm make them say skeeter skeeterKeep up and grab the ball back just like I'm Derek JeterI know you want to fuck my hoe but you too scared to meet herSee you aint got enough bread to even start to treat herThe way a pimp did, and in the bed I'm even sweeterI hustle, I got more Franklins in me than ArethaIf I had Oprah Winfrey I would marry her and keep herI spit as much knowlege as preachers and teachersJust as long as the message reach us we all fill up the bleachersI'm the MJG, I get in yo' shitI aint trying to run yo' clique, that be your friend so quickCome on, where my money, let me hit the stageFuck them long interviews, just give us the front pageBlack G apostrophe S us, forever bustThem lyrics that make the people say that he got nuts[Hook][Eightball]Yeah man..Sticky weed kickin in, big Ball steppin inStraight flying when I hustle, thats how I representBounce, if you feelin what I'm spitting up in your ear holeI been rocking mics since I was 17 years oldSmoking up, drinking up, kicking dust, and fucking upEverybody want a piece and we ain't got enough for usYeah, I touched a brick or two, pounds I done smoked a fewGot my bread and didn't do what the fuck I was supposed to doMoney blinds players, turns them into evil spiritsNiggaz die trying to live out these old rap lyricsI try to give it to them just how it come to meReal and unedited, not like it be on T.VBe myself and dont be what those haters want me to beTake the good the bad hit my knees set me freeMake the bad good, put that on my leather and woodCinderella with my fellas deep off in the hoodNigga[Hook][MJG]You need to stop sticking your hand out and trying to fold itTurn around the broom handle and trying to hold itIt's plenty dirt to be swept, and leaves to be rakedNow you need to leave from my face, take heed to mistakeThat you just made, thinking a player could get playedThinking that a rapper could get wrapped and phone tappedMy whole life I learned the hard way to spot liarsAnd it seems like its usually the ones thats right by yaFIRE![Eightball]Jumping up out the tip with pistols sittin upFuck me? Watch my gun skeet like its bussing nuts'Cept when it hit your cheek it burn then it split your cheekThen come out the back of your head, now your just a memoryGraphic how I got it illustrated, rated triple XNiggaz want to be the king, I dont give a fuck who's bestJust watch your mouth, talkin down in the southI'm gonna let my nuts hang and start punching clowns out 8ball & MjG feat...
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I will try to upload all Eazy-E songs(and maby other artists) With Lyrics! soo look at my channel for more videos!I don't drink brass monkeyLike the big funkyNick named Eazy-EYo 8-Ball JunkieBass drum kickingTo show my sh*tRapping holding my d*ckBoy I don't quitLoud wild mutha f*ckaFrom around the wayI got a six shooterYo mean hombreWandering through the hoodTo find the boysTo kick dust and cussCrank up the noisePolice on my drawersI had to pause40 ounce in my lapAnd it's freezing my ballsHooked a right turnLet the boys go pastAnd I say to myself'They can kiss my a**'Stopped at a lightPut the 8 at my lipsPut in the old tapeMarvin Gayes Greatest hitsTurn the beat upHave the base cold rompingCruising through the East SideSouth of ComptonSee a big a**And I said 'word'I took a look at the faceAnd the bitch was to the curbHoes on mefor the title I'm holdingEazy-E's F*cked upAn got the 8-Ball rollin'[Chorus](I was)Whose Kickin' a**?(I was)Raised in LA(I was)Cruising down the street in my 6-4Riding Los LosesLooking for CrenshawTurned down the soundTo diss yo lawStopped at a lightAnd had a fitCause a Mexican almostWreaked my shitFlipped his a** offGot into the carMy bottle was emptySo I went to the storeNigga on tiltCause I was drunkSeen a sissy a** punkHad to go in my trunkReached insideCause it's like thatCame back outWith a silver gatFired at the punkAnd it was all becauseI had to show the niggaWhat time it wasPut up the JamIt ends like a mirageA sissy like thatGot out to dodgeSuckers on meFor the title I'm holdingEazy-E's F*cked upAnd got the 8-Ball rollin[Chorus]Old East 800Yeah thats my brandTake it in a bottle40, Quart, or CanDrink it like a mad manYes I doF**K the policeAnd a 502Stepped in the partyI was drunk as hellThree b**ches already said'Eric yo breath smells'40 ounce in handThats what I got(Yo man you see Eazy hurling in a parking lot)Stepped on yo footCold dissed yo hoeAsked her to danceAnd she said 'hell no'Called her a b**chCause thats the ruleBoys in the hoodTrying to keep me coolDammit homeboyYou wanna kick my butI walk in you faceAnd we get them upI start dropping the dogsAnd watch you foldStraight dumb fulla cumGot knocked out cold(Made you look sickyou snotty nosed pricknow yo fly b**chis all over his d**k)Fool got droppedFor the title I'm holdingEazy-E's f*cked upAnd got the 8-Ball rollin[Chorus]Pass the brew M*tha F*ckasWhile I trash it upAnd yall listen up close to role call:Eazy-E's in the placeI got money and juiceRendezvous with meAnd we make the duceDre makes the beatSo g*d damn funkyDo the old 8F*ck the Brass MonkeyIce Cube writes the wordsThat I sayHail to the niggazFrom CIACazy beat is downAnd in effectWe make hard core jamsSo fuck respectThey can toast public parkingTo the title I'm holdingEazy-E's f*cked upAnd got the 8-Ball rollin[ www.azlyrics.com ] Eazy-E - 8 Ball
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cancion 8ball de Eazy Eletra:Verse One: Eazy-EI don't drink brass monkey, like the beat funkyNickname Eazy-E your 8 ball junkieBass drum kicking, to show my shitRap a hole in my dick, boy, I don't quitCrowd rocking motherfucker from around the wayI got a six shooter yo mean braveRolling through the hood to find the boysKick dust and cuss crank up some noisePolice on my drawers, I have to pause40 ounce in my lap and it's freezing my ballsHook a right turn and let the boys go pastthen I say to myself, Eazy E-8ball
Tha 4th track off Bun B'z new album II Trill feat. Rick Ross, David Banner, 8Ball & M.J.G....ENJOY!lyrics:Thanks for watching this video, as a gift have this complimentary calltone, which friend can you set this tone for? get it at:http://www.RingtoneFreedom.combun b (talking):Man fo real I love being from the dirty south maneIt made me the G I am todaymade me the hustla I am todaythe grinda, the baller, the gangsat I am todayA lot of people got opinions, issues, and problems with what they see comin from the south but we doin well n the south mane, but ima tell you like this: f**k you dog, this the south nigga we been, gonna be here, and we ain't goin no mutha f**kin wheretake it hoe you like it, hate it or love it ho.bun b:It's that candy paint, 84sbelts and buckles chrome and grillleather seats, stitched and tuckedTV screens and wooden wheelsSwade roof, neon lightswhole tire swang and bangtop drop, blades chopbig wheel just hangin manwhite ts, fitted hatsjordans or da dickies (dickies)that swisha sweet cigoriilas filled up with the stickey15s baminand the base keep kickincadillac do slamminon dem 4 4s tippinwe ain't trippin just flippinthese haters dip when they see us (when they see us)cause they can neva beat us best us or be usI'm a G thats a geniusbesta just respect my duggie manit's the south, ain't nothin above it and thats why I love it mane fo real.Rick Ross:Pray at night, we sellin whiteGot one key trine sell it twiceYellow stones all in my shitYellow bones all in my dickHoneycomb I call my cribMoney long, that's on my kidsI rock Peta, my uncle chadUGK you can't f**k wit datNiggas fake, they hate my candypaintAnd all the paper that your partner makeShakin dice like a face of lifeChampaign just ain't tastin rightHaterade they GatoradeLook at these seats, they gator madeFriend or foe niggas never know (know)Never know when you finna blowDavid Banner:Do you scrape up the curbThen was sippin some syrupThen was blisted, twisted, since this pimp got in dat heardBut I handle my issueI got several pistolsThat won't whistle, missles not grisled from fatty tissueMississippi's my homeTill I'm die and I'm goneI know I put it on my back held dat bitch up alonePut no lable but dockingPride split into fractionsI hit the ocean on heavy bustin back at the crackinYa'll know (Ya'll know)8 Ball:Lets talk about Pimp C, Bun B8 Ball, MJGBig Boi, Dre 3000Scarface, Willie DT.I.P, Young JeezyBirdman, Lil WeezyTrick Daddy, Young BuckSo So Def, Jermaine DepriJ Priss rap a lotJuicy J, DJ PaulSlim Thug, Lil KekeChamillionare, Paul WallWe all different, but we all rep the same thangGod first, family then money in the south mane.MJG:They call me pimp tight, MJGThe dirty south, it's everything I want, everything I needEverything I'm hungry forWhen I'm outta town gotta get home just for itEverything that I been raised to loveThe wheels that my grandmamma gave to usRacial profilin, police harass are regular days to usYou say door, we say doeYou say four, we say foYou say whore, we say hoYou want more, but we want moWhat else is there left for me to doThis the dedication from me to youThe south, I know you gonna see me throughSo until I die, I wanna be with youYou're everything.Bun B ft Rick Ross, David Banner, 8ball & MJG - You're Everything [Video & Lyrics] New!!!Bun B ft Rick Ross, David Banner, 8ball & MJG - You're Everything [Video & Lyrics] New!!!Bun B ft Rick Ross, David Banner, 8ball & MJG - You're Everything [Video & Lyrics] New!!! Bun B ft Ross,...
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We Fitn To Take Dis Thing To Another LevelYa Herd MeAll The Ladies Come To The FrontAll The Hatas Get Out Da Building, Ya Hear Me[Chorus: Slim]Laid Back, In The Lac,Grippin The Grain,As Im Cruisin The Streets.(Cruisin The Streets Girl)It's 112 On The Dot,Your On The Phone Talkin Dirty To Me.(She Talkin Dirty To Me)I Wanna Know, Where You Really Wanna Go,Cus Im Sittin In Front Of Your Condo.All Dem Niggas Playin Around,Believe Me Im The One Though.So Baby Take Your Clothes Off,And Bring Your Body Next To Me.(Yeh)Ooooh Baby[Verse 1: MJG]How Long Would It Take A Nigga Like MJG,To Get The Girl Back To The Hotel.Ima Stop And Get Some Rubbers And Some Cigarellos,You Can Meet Me Imma Be In Room 112.You Done Did Enough Talkin On Da Telephone,Right Now, Im Really Tryna Put My Hands On ItSo If You In It, Got Away,You Can Come Through I Know You Didnt Really Plan On It.Your Boy Gotta Come And Pick You Up,Show You Off, Ride To Da Hot Spot.When Dont, Tryna Act, Special When You,Ridin Im My Drop-Top.Listen, What I, Need You To Do IsHold This Bag While I Break Dis Blunt DownWe Gonna Half To Park In A Minute,Cus Da Cops Get Hot Right Around Bout Sun Down.(Break It Down)Im Not Gonna Have Your Wear Dem JeansTight Fit Lookin Motha Fuckin Right With Da Low-RidasMJG Fin Sprinkle In Some Super IncrediableBitch Im So Fly.I Got My Hand On The Wood GrainIm In Da Caddilac Feelin Like A Grade A Pimp ManYou Niggas Tryin Hard As Hell,You Never Do It Like I Did It,Its A Mother Fuckin Pimp Thing.[Chorus: Slim]Laid Back, In The Lac,Grippin The Grain,As Im Cruisin The Streets.(Stop Layin Back Cruisin The Streets)It's 112 On The Dot,Your On The Phone Talkin Dirty To Me.(Your Talkin Dirty To Me)I Wanna Know, Where You Really Wanna Go,Cus Im Sittin In Front Of Your Condo.All Dem Niggas Playin Around,Believe Im The One Though.So Baby Take Your Clothes Off,And Bring Your Body Next To Me.(Shawty Bring It Next To Me)Ohhh Bayyybayyy[Verse 2: 8Ball]Can I Get Your To, Come Here Girl,Let Me Say Something Sweet In Ya Ear Girl,I See You Movin Your Butt To Da Beat Girl,Wanna Dip And Come See My World.Big Ball The One With DaExtra Keys To The Condo Up-Town.Nigga Come Through When He Really Want To,Thats How Me And Lil' Ma Get Down.Sometime We Hit Da Town,Wit Da Radio Up And Da Window Down.Get A Sweet At The W, Get A Bag Of BushAnd Just Smoke It Out,And I Dont Expect Errrry Mothafucka In Here,To Know What Im Talkin Bout.These Niggas Aint Got No Game,A Lot These Niggas Just Talkin Loud.And I Know Im Not The Best Lookin Nigga,But I'm Only So Far From The Worst Lookin Nigga.When It Come To The Dirty, Me And My Nigga,We's One Of The First In The Picture.Three Strikes Im A Fee From A Nigga,J, Mj Put Your Peace Sign In The Airr.Wanna Go To A Place Where They Dont HateListen To Your Boy, Let Me Take You There.[Chorus: Slim]Laid Back, In The Lac,Grippin The Grain,As Im Cruisin The Streets.(Cruisin The Streets)It's 112 On The Dot,Your On The Phone Talkin Dirty To Me.(Shawty Talkin Dirty To Me)I Wanna Know, Where You Really Wanna Go,Cus Im Sittin In Front Of Your Condo.All Dem Niggas Playin Around,Believe Im The One Though.So Baby Take Your Clothes Off,And Bring Your Body Next To Me.(Hey, Hey, Hey)Ohhh Bayyybayyy[Verse 3: Crunchy Black]I Like It When You Call My Name,I Like It When We Play Dat Game.What Game Is Dat Girl,That Freaky Deeky Game.It Aint No Shame When I Bang,Go 'head And Grab Dat Thang.That Grown Man Thang,Stop Gigglin And Playn Mayne.You Know What Im Sayin Mayne,See You's A Freaky Dame.Can I Call A Couple My Friends,So We Can Run A Train.Im Sayin I Think I Can,Now Bang It Up Out The Frame.But Baby Boy Damn,Wit My Hands On My Side Man.[Juicy-J:]Im A D-Boy From Da Hood, (Yeah)Smoking On A Big Bag Of Cush, (Yeah)Workin All Day In A Trap House, (Yeah)See Da Police Then We Push, (Yeah)And When A Playa Ride Through Da Streets, (Yeah)Im Always Lookin For A Freak, (Yeah)They Call Me The Juice Man Gigalo, (Yeah)Take It Out Skeet Skeet Skeet. (Yeah)[Dj Paul:]I Hit Her Up On Black Berries,She See That He Left Her Daddy.She Know That Its Time,To Shake Her Man And Meet Me at Da HotelySee He An Old Head,Throw Some More Bread,Keep Her Fed,But Im The One She Call,When She Need That Ass Tapped.[Chorus: Slim]Laid Back, In The Lac,Grippin The Grain,As Im Cruisin The Streets.(Cruisin The Streets)It's 112 On The Dot,Your On The Phone Talkin Dirty To Me.(Shawty Talkin Dirty To Me)I Wanna Know, Where You Really Wanna Go,Cus Im Sittin In Front Of Your Condo.All Dem Niggas Playin Around,Believe Im The One Though.So Baby Take Your Clothes Off,And Bring Your Body Next To Me.(Shwty Bring It Next To Me)Ohhh Bayyybayyy 8ball & MJG -...
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