8Ball, MJG - Ballin' Gs lyrics

[8Ball, MJG - Ballin' Gs lyrics]

Be ballin' g's we get buck
All ballin' g's just get crunk
Bitches let me see you ride that dick
Nigga you got ice than rock that shit
Real niggas they don't hide they shit
We live and die for niggas we ride wit
Fuck the fame you can have that shit
Imma slang an husltin' an try
To break me a bitch

In been many places niggas
Pimpin' and niggas playin' niggas hustlin'
Niggas lyin' and niggas prayin'
For that almighty
All nighty I rode them twenty-inch Yokohama's
In this game nigga I broke ya momma
Smokin' some of that tropical potent thunder
Slangin dick knockin hoes down like lumber
Chances of you seein' this nigga
Stevie Wonder the pope said he wanna come
Smoke leave ya number

One of the realest niggas you looked at trick
I'ma slang and hustle and try
An break me a bitch
Soft ass niggas don't bust like this
Eightball fuck up all y'all
Niggas when I spit
Blows like snows in Ohio that's thick
Catch this come up short like Bushwick
Trick we be known at the slap ridas click
We don't chase hoes and hate
Niggas that ride dick

Be ballin' g's we get buck
All ballin' g's just get crunk
Bitches let me see you ride that dick
Nigga you got ice than rock that shit
Real niggas they don't hide they shit
We live and die for niggas we ride wit
Fuck the fame you can have that shit
Imma slang an husltin' an try
To break me a bitch

Www dot MJG dot com
Give me the mic and I'll give you songs
When the beats bumpin' Give you something
For yo streo An benz-o Chockin'
The fuck off endo then go
Splurgin' off something in
Some oversized excursions
Livin with a bitch you do
Nothin but blow herbs
When we tally hoe, daddy go
Thats when my niggas say boom
Boom crack boom boom
Thats what the trigger say

What I deliever Make you shiver
Like you was jello-tin
Break the skeleton outta mothafuckas
Who sellin' them
Shoot legs shootin' heads necks
And chests first physically hurtin' me
But nigga the stress hurts i got a red shirt
Spreadin' over this bullshit
Sometimes I wanna put down this
Pen and pull this firearm
How come you don't got with my pistol and
Think I got no killin' utensils

Pistol play, playin wit me a get ya kidnapped
Evidence show I'm just a hustla
That know how to rap
Post up an I'm gone bleed yo block
Make it hot 'til it burn
Like a nigga sellin' rocks
Deep or one deep nigga what the fuck
My room of 45's got my back on the cuts
On the stage or the club, I bust all day
Just as long as a mothafucka
Pay me what I weight
Hate in my bloodstream, smoked out dreams
Shoot raps through my vein like
A nigga was a fiend
I told yall niggas we was hard from the start
Keep enough shit to yo blow your block apart
Just to say I did that, you know who did that
That nigga everybody know, he in the fat pack
Poetic, if it was fly nigga I said it
You might regret it if you wet it
And you need a medic

Be ballin' g's we get buck
All ballin' g's just get crunk
Bitches let me see you ride that dick
Nigga you got ice than rock that shit
Real niggas they don't hide they shit
We live and die for niggas we ride wit
Fuck the fame you can have that shit
Imma slang an husltin' an try
To break me a bitch

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