8Ball, MJG - Boom Boom lyrics
[8Ball, MJG - Boom Boom lyrics]
MJ eightball
MJG eightball
Swizzle
It's finna super crunk up in this joint
We came to get dirty up in here
Yaknowmsayin, mayn?
Shake the room, boom boom-b boom
Shake-shake the room, boom boom-b boom
You think you're ballin, don'tcha? (yeah)
You think you got it, don'tcha? (yeah)
You think you made it, don'tcha? (yeah)
Well, let's get it right
Eightball, MJ-G, Swizz on the beat
We from the streets, come with the heat
Come back with gritty hardcore, sweep
Touch streets who, sleep all damn week
Get crunk and buck, get crunk with us
Turn it up a notch with that country thump
We spread funky stuff
I know you want your stuff
Got the beat and it's tough
You can't take it, too much
Your body achin too much, trick
You're fakin too much
Talkin bad 'bout your people
Player hatin too much
You're hatin players too much
Your guts gets threw up
Your mouth can't chew up
Your living room blew up
Like Ball and G straight off the hee-zy
Keep it pimpin and don't be corny or chee-sy
Back to A, A back to Z
No act in me, mo' mack fo' me when I
Oh oh take a break
Oh your break's up
Let's go, let's go
This for all my niggas
This for all my bitches
Space Age 4 Eva, Eightball, my nigga
Memphis Tenn i'm from
You can call me a titan
Hot rhymes I'm writin
Burnin niggas that's bitin
Platinum flows I bust, ice cold is us
You can give me the hay and
You can keep the dust
I like em yellow and stout
Pretty face no doubt
Not scared to use they mouth
Know what I'm talkin 'bout
I hustle for change, remain the same
Change the game, cut the chains
Tight flows is wet, much deep respect
Don't sweat the hood, gotta collect checks
8Ball's my name, y'all all the same
Y'all ball the same, y'all fall the same
We came to kick it, you submit and quit it
Try to cut it and split it, ain't nothin new
Hit it yeah
Be off in them streets
Cause them streets is in me
I be puffin on En do-nesia indeed
It don't come with no seeds
It don't come with no sticks
It don't come with no
Extra added chemical mix
Never run with them tricks
I keep it pimpin and shit
I kill, and, dissect a bitch
I wreck the shit, mic-check your shit
1-2-3 - go, let the shit
Get you crunker than crunk
Make it bump in your trunk
Let me see, all, women shakin their rump
Put your back in a hump
Start touchin your toes
Eightball, M-J-G supposed
To come out harder than hard
Plus realer than real
I stack, and, build skill for skill
Got you noddin your head
Got you movin your feet
Ain't no way you can stay in your seats
When I
Let's go, let's go where you at now?
Where you at now? Where you at now?
Where you at now? Where you at now?
Hold on, hold on hey
Yo, what, yo, what we about to do right now
Yo! Shut the club down
(what) , shut the block down (what)
Shut the club down
(what) , shut the block down (what)
Shut the club down
(what) , shut the block down (what)
Shut the club down
(what) , shut the block down (what)
Where you at now? Where you at now?
MJG ball
Swizzy
Yeah it's over
It's over yeah
MJG eightball
Swizzle
It's finna super crunk up in this joint
We came to get dirty up in here
Yaknowmsayin, mayn?
Shake the room, boom boom-b boom
Shake-shake the room, boom boom-b boom
You think you're ballin, don'tcha? (yeah)
You think you got it, don'tcha? (yeah)
You think you made it, don'tcha? (yeah)
Well, let's get it right
Eightball, MJ-G, Swizz on the beat
We from the streets, come with the heat
Come back with gritty hardcore, sweep
Touch streets who, sleep all damn week
Get crunk and buck, get crunk with us
Turn it up a notch with that country thump
We spread funky stuff
I know you want your stuff
Got the beat and it's tough
You can't take it, too much
Your body achin too much, trick
You're fakin too much
Talkin bad 'bout your people
Player hatin too much
You're hatin players too much
Your guts gets threw up
Your mouth can't chew up
Your living room blew up
Like Ball and G straight off the hee-zy
Keep it pimpin and don't be corny or chee-sy
Back to A, A back to Z
No act in me, mo' mack fo' me when I
Oh oh take a break
Oh your break's up
Let's go, let's go
This for all my niggas
This for all my bitches
Space Age 4 Eva, Eightball, my nigga
Memphis Tenn i'm from
You can call me a titan
Hot rhymes I'm writin
Burnin niggas that's bitin
Platinum flows I bust, ice cold is us
You can give me the hay and
You can keep the dust
I like em yellow and stout
Pretty face no doubt
Not scared to use they mouth
Know what I'm talkin 'bout
I hustle for change, remain the same
Change the game, cut the chains
Tight flows is wet, much deep respect
Don't sweat the hood, gotta collect checks
8Ball's my name, y'all all the same
Y'all ball the same, y'all fall the same
We came to kick it, you submit and quit it
Try to cut it and split it, ain't nothin new
Hit it yeah
Be off in them streets
Cause them streets is in me
I be puffin on En do-nesia indeed
It don't come with no seeds
It don't come with no sticks
It don't come with no
Extra added chemical mix
Never run with them tricks
I keep it pimpin and shit
I kill, and, dissect a bitch
I wreck the shit, mic-check your shit
1-2-3 - go, let the shit
Get you crunker than crunk
Make it bump in your trunk
Let me see, all, women shakin their rump
Put your back in a hump
Start touchin your toes
Eightball, M-J-G supposed
To come out harder than hard
Plus realer than real
I stack, and, build skill for skill
Got you noddin your head
Got you movin your feet
Ain't no way you can stay in your seats
When I
Let's go, let's go where you at now?
Where you at now? Where you at now?
Where you at now? Where you at now?
Hold on, hold on hey
Yo, what, yo, what we about to do right now
Yo! Shut the club down
(what) , shut the block down (what)
Shut the club down
(what) , shut the block down (what)
Shut the club down
(what) , shut the block down (what)
Shut the club down
(what) , shut the block down (what)
Where you at now? Where you at now?
MJG ball
Swizzy
Yeah it's over
It's over yeah