8Ball - We started this lyrics
[8Ball - We started this lyrics]
We started the shit
And we gon' finish the shit!
Riding down the strip on a
Trip in my 'Ham sammich
Started this shit and I'm gon'
Finish yes I am dammit
We gonna slam it down like to hit it
Here it's shitted
Here it's time for them niggas in Memphis
Tenn to get deep within it
How deep? shit the devil stay
Right down the street
And why you mad? the rebels tied
A brother by his feet for what
For what I don't know they tied
Him to a pickup truck
Then posted up and down like they
Didn't really give a fk i get rid of bigots
With bad racial equalities
Bust back at KKK's who try to follow me
These hollowties saving my ass
In crucial situations
Any other tactics I need, I use imagination
I'm ten steps ahead of your ass type of nigga
Shit that I already know you try to figure
Give up, put your ship up, don't try to sail
Don't you see we got this shit built up
Can't pry a nail
In my foundation my sound making too
Many bump all out the trunk
Get crunk and blow blunts and buck jump
Ain't no luck chump we come
Intentional with this dope shit
Using a pen or a pencil
Back when I wrote this space age
Feel it perculatin' but all
This hurt and hatin'
Still keep on bringing people
Back to old situations
I change the stations but they
Playing the same list
We started the shit and we
Gon' finish the shit
Mental battlescars polluting my cranium
Watered down fake niggas I'm draining
'em and training 'em
Claiming them Suave House niggas
To the dirt bitch
Cross the family and you gon'
Find yourself gettin hurt, bitch
Peices all in a nigga mind it ain't reality
Fk reconciliation, niggas don't want no unity
Born dyin every minute death is closer to me
Its like I'm in a movie
Except I'm feeling everything
Pain when another motherfker try to touch me
Anger when a petty player faker try to fk me
8-B-A double L, fat M-A-C
Nice with a mic and I don't
Think you wanna fk with me
Love head doctors and I
Don't mean a psyciatrist
Bitches with that lip grip tighter
Than a gorilla fist
Pimp shit, when is everybody gonna learn
Pimps and gangstas make the universe turn
Poverty with the right amount of
Hustle turns to riches
But wrong situations turn hard
Niggas to bitches i was born in the war zone
Fought for everything I got
Learned about my hustle
Nigga worked and made the shit hot
Hoes started jockin niggas
Boppin like they bitches too
Other niggas mad cause they only
Sold a tape or two
Fk what you heard nigga fk who you be
Suave got the hookup cause suave
Got the cheese nigga
And we gon' finish the shit!
Riding down the strip on a
Trip in my 'Ham sammich
Started this shit and I'm gon'
Finish yes I am dammit
We gonna slam it down like to hit it
Here it's shitted
Here it's time for them niggas in Memphis
Tenn to get deep within it
How deep? shit the devil stay
Right down the street
And why you mad? the rebels tied
A brother by his feet for what
For what I don't know they tied
Him to a pickup truck
Then posted up and down like they
Didn't really give a fk i get rid of bigots
With bad racial equalities
Bust back at KKK's who try to follow me
These hollowties saving my ass
In crucial situations
Any other tactics I need, I use imagination
I'm ten steps ahead of your ass type of nigga
Shit that I already know you try to figure
Give up, put your ship up, don't try to sail
Don't you see we got this shit built up
Can't pry a nail
In my foundation my sound making too
Many bump all out the trunk
Get crunk and blow blunts and buck jump
Ain't no luck chump we come
Intentional with this dope shit
Using a pen or a pencil
Back when I wrote this space age
Feel it perculatin' but all
This hurt and hatin'
Still keep on bringing people
Back to old situations
I change the stations but they
Playing the same list
We started the shit and we
Gon' finish the shit
Mental battlescars polluting my cranium
Watered down fake niggas I'm draining
'em and training 'em
Claiming them Suave House niggas
To the dirt bitch
Cross the family and you gon'
Find yourself gettin hurt, bitch
Peices all in a nigga mind it ain't reality
Fk reconciliation, niggas don't want no unity
Born dyin every minute death is closer to me
Its like I'm in a movie
Except I'm feeling everything
Pain when another motherfker try to touch me
Anger when a petty player faker try to fk me
8-B-A double L, fat M-A-C
Nice with a mic and I don't
Think you wanna fk with me
Love head doctors and I
Don't mean a psyciatrist
Bitches with that lip grip tighter
Than a gorilla fist
Pimp shit, when is everybody gonna learn
Pimps and gangstas make the universe turn
Poverty with the right amount of
Hustle turns to riches
But wrong situations turn hard
Niggas to bitches i was born in the war zone
Fought for everything I got
Learned about my hustle
Nigga worked and made the shit hot
Hoes started jockin niggas
Boppin like they bitches too
Other niggas mad cause they only
Sold a tape or two
Fk what you heard nigga fk who you be
Suave got the hookup cause suave
Got the cheese nigga