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Eightball & 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 »

Year:

1997

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[Verse 1] 
As I precede to count my dividends 
Plenty ends that I done made with plenty bitches 
With plenty men that they done played I'm laid back up 
In the cut with a cup of yak 
I raise up with all the game that I've been holdin back 
Take your pumps off bitch let me check out yo heals 
We pimps from Houston Texas to California for real 
My pockets hurtin baby I need some financial love 
So get where you supposed to and, do 
What you does, get your facial done baby 
Do your physic well, no holdin jail over 
Resent mail, no hoes with no clothes 
Torn up and ripped apart 
Domestic violence bitches want out battered and scared 
You fake hoes take of your drawls take yo pajamas 
Beat it with a hammer and scrape it across the ground 
I found a new bitch for MJG, and the Luniz 
This pimpin got me on cloud 10, I'm feelin zumie 

Chorus 
Hustlin, It's in my nature 
Hustlin, don't be afraid 
Hustlin, It's in my nature 
Hustlin, don't be afraid 

[Verse 2 ]
I'm creatin' havok on hood spots 
The hustle don't quit until the good stop 
But don't sleep we leavin' cars on wood blocks 
An lookin for could be nots drivin by lookin wide-eyed 
Gone acid washed jeans T-shirt lookin tyedyed 
FM beats lettin loose on big trips to Vegas 
Candy green polly dubbed nips lookin outrageous 
Big pimpin and panderin, big boostin and gamblin 
Everything is all good until police start manhandlin 
Picture me grappled, scrappled, snatched up by yo asshole 
Indicted on some chump charges that I didn't even ask for 
Gettin hastled by wild boys, like gettin lassoed by cowboys 
Any instructions given he put some more shit on like, now boy 
Like I'm supposed to jump out my Nikes and start sweatin 
Boss said anything, I'm makin the plan to start jettin off 
Oo- ah don't look behind until my shoes stop 
The only thing on my mind is losin you cop 

Chorus 
Verse 3 
Someone's knockin at my door, oh, who could it be 
Big baller with the sawed off choppin off all below your knees 
I testify, not glorify, when I get high 
Tell all that listen what I see through my blood shot eyes 
My peers they die, why, over they set they ride on cheddar cheese 
On they knees, how, one to the head behind them keys 
I dip through, the town on a rocket ship sittin on twinkie 
Smokin sticky, and breathin until my breathe get stinky 
Pops that pinky, never could seem to get his shit together 
Ran like DMC, left me livin thougher than leather, teenage eyes 
Soakin up the streets like a sponge, drugs and guns 
And freakin hoes seemed to be so fun, from the beginnin 
I've been sittin tryin to be winnin, dissin bitches 
Fuckin hoes, conversatin with women, workin out 
Pimp ass nigga since my day of birth, its in my blood nigga 
I'm gonna hustle till I leave this earth 

Chorus 
Verse 3 
Nigga, it's in my blood to f*ck around with these thugs 
Straight villans, drug dealin, 38 snuff consume niggas buck pealin 
I love millions, plus stackin them chips on up to the ceiling 
Sittin on fat like banks, wit out no scratch and no dank 
We gettin bank, to set it off like Jada Pinkett 
In a major way, just witness, business flossin 
Boss playas kickin champagne wishes before this rap business 
Playas I went from rags to riches 
To havin cash and bad ass bitches 
Since day one, yo nigga been slangin that A-1 yola 
Hit ups savings, for razor blades and bakin soda, paper 
Chasin, usin V-12 to swell up the cola, baby just shakin 
Turnin the liquid form into bolas, I Chef like Raekwon 
Those friends that want to blaze 
One come over, dropped the napalm, until you scream 
Straight cream on up, coughin up they lungs they come back screamin 
For more when it's over, slangin these head rhymes to young soldiers 
These ??? known as hustlers, nigga 

[Chorus ]
(until end)

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