[Eightball]
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Eightball, the one you know from bustin' flows
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Bout that real shit and bout these shady ass hoes
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I hit the block when I was 12 and I ain't never leavin'
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Kept a grip and kept on tippin' right through drought season
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Never been a hater even at my lowest level
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Some niggaz get some change and sell they soul to the Devil
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I'm drinkin' Dom, man I'm chiefin' on some green sticky
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Space Age Pimpin' and my real niggaz rollin' with me
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Glocks and K's and Rugers with the rubber grip
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Got 'Tel two-way transmittin' on my hip
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Keep it real with them niggaz that be real with me
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Orange Mile forever reppin' Memphis, Tennessee - MJG
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[MJG]
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Him and me, me and him, that's how we rolled
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Over ten million records sold, Platinum and Gold
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We broke the mold, ain't no duplicatin' the two
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who makin' hit shit in clutch situations
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and demonstratin' the real quality of a team which consists of
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Eightball & MJG, we do this shit 'cause it feel good
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First of all, we sacrificed for it
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But afford it, then motherfuckers sheist for it
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In the jungle of concrete just within one beat
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of the heart you can be taken apart
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Ain't no regret but scars from my battlin' hard tactics
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I think I'll roll with the paper, you can keep the plastic
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[Chorus]
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I know you niggaz got doe
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I saw you in them videos
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I know you niggaz stay high
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I saw you at the club right?
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I know you niggaz keep hoes
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I saw you with them freak hoes
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I know you niggaz got it made
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I saw you on the front page
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[Eightball]
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I've seen a lot of niggaz come and go
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Saw some shit fall and seen a lot of shit grow
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Money here, money gone like a magic trick
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Real hustlers hustle with or without that shit
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I get my grind on daily 'cause I wanna see
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Me and my niggaz gettin' paid 'til we elderly
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And it ain't hard if we all put that work in
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Keep it twerkin 'til they close the fuckin' curtains
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We all dream and we all have fantasies
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Every nigga wanna buy that house for mama G
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But life is like a roll of the dice, right
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Sometimes you win and sometimes you just might
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Lose it all, fucked up sick and don't know what to do
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That's when you find out who really down to bust for you
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I rock and roll from my heart and let my soul glow
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And don't worry about what a nigga think he know, ya know?
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[Chorus]
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I know you niggaz got doe
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I saw you in them videos
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I know you niggaz stay high
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I saw you at the club right?
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I know you niggaz keep hoes
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I saw you with them freak hoes
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I know you niggaz got it made
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I saw you on the front page
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[MJG]
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Nothin' but 24/7 - 365
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Eleven to eleven I be off in the fire
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of this revolution, the solution is what I'm spittin'
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Fat stacks of green backs is what I'm gettin'
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Jaw bones and microphones, that's what I'm hittin'
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I'm hangin' on the edge of the cliff with no mittens
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Thick flickin', chrome smokin', preferred potion
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Man will never touch my flow, deep as the ocean
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When you go down too far and you - can't seem to light
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Best to look out for that pressure baby, it bust pipes
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I got too much fight - in my heart, body, my insight
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is magnifyed a thousand times, more than the average guys
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My status lies right before you with no disguise
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The black mack is here to step up and so I rise
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My shit has gone way past cold, it's freeze dry
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One brain can't do what I do, you need five
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[Chorus]
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I know you niggaz got doe
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I saw you in them videos
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I know you niggaz stay high
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I saw you at the club right?
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I know you niggaz keep hoes
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I saw you with them freak hoes
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I know you niggaz got it made
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I saw you on the front page
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I Know U
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8Ball & MJG |