Shine and Recline

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MJG

8Ball & MJG is an American hip hop duo from Memphis, Tennessee. They met at Ridgeway Middle School in 1984. In 1993, the duo released their debut album Comin' Out Hard. They went on to release On the Outside Looking In (1994), On Top of the World (1995), In Our Lifetime (1999), Space Age 4 Eva (2000), Living Legends (2004), Ridin High (2007) and Ten Toes Down (2010). more »

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1997

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[MJG] 
I come and go and chill as I please 
160 miles per hour on Greentrees 
Really ain't no reason to try and pretend these 
Hoes ain't down and willin' to bend knees 
I ease 
Up off of my gas to smash brakes 
I'm gazin at a stout piece of ass at high stakes 
To make it to the top of my game what will it take? 
I gots to get some glue in my life  before I break 
Shake rattle and roll hold the dice until I can't 
It's time for G to toss up in the paint 
Pimpin' ass real nigga 
I squeeze big ass and big trigga 
And leave hard weak ass niggas in big rivers 
Who in the f*ck got stuck you bucked and outta luck 
Lookin to find trouble with me, now that's enough 
Muthafuckas 
I torture yo ass and make you suffer 
I'm spittin real shit you false niggas can smother 'cause 

[Chorus: ]
I know the flows that drops the hoes clothes 
T makes the beats that heats the whole streets 
If you got the time 
Fine I got the rhyme 
Shine and Recline 
Vibe and sip wine 

[Eightball] 
I be the nigga who really don't give a f*ck man 
Rough and tough I'm puttin strain on your weak game 
Hard and real dammit I never knew another way 
Rappin bout the shit that happens round a nigga everyday 
Life is hard and hoes ain't free, believe me 
Ask them real G's dying in the penetentiary 
Old and cold, ain't no love in the steel cage 
It's all about your freedom in this muthafuckin space age 
Some got chosen, some choose and lose 
Some pay dues, snooze, and lose what they choose 
I, be, PIMP NIGGA SUPREME! 
Invest some cream and straight sell a ho a dream 
Bust on wax and rip tracks by T-Mix 
Hated 'cause I talk real shit bout a freak bitch 
Peep this I don't give a f*ck about what 
Somebody say they can die & suck a nigga nuts 
Cornbread fed south women luva 
Money-makin black fat muthafucka 
Can't no other duplicate mine 
It's all fine while we shine and recline 

[Chorus (2x)] 

[MJG] 
I'm pimpin hoes till they mind gone 
My rhymes on now where my money bitch? 
How many suckas you trickin and who you runnin with? 
Some stunnin shit you layin down with plain fools 
Her nigga want to send alumni back from school 
Who you rule? 
Not shit but yo mouth I brings proper shit to the ring 
But shit you wear straight stops muthafuckas 
Lookin for reason to start trouble 
You come with that shit 10 shots gonna bust yo bubble 
Like a teardrop 
I can't feel the pain, just my ears pop 
The bullet just an inch from your brain 
Live and he'll stop 
You talkin cash shit but you writin' them rubber checks 
And still don't know the way to commit with a brotha yet 
God Damn! 
Is this shit ham or is it Spam 
I thought I had a bottle of jelly and got jammed 
In the blender a million degrees 
Deep in December 
The flashbacks weakened your mind so just remember 'cause 

[Chorus (2x)]

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