(feat. Dorasel, Thorough) [Hook x4: Eightball] We run this shit And we don't give a fuck who you be run-nin with So don't forget [Eightball] Gotta keep
: (feat. Dorasel, Thorough) [Hook x4: Eightball] We run this shit And we don't give a fuck who you be run-nin with So don't forget [Eightball] Gotta
(feat. Dorasel, Thorough) [Hook x4: Eightball] We run this shit And we don't give a fuck who you be run-nin with So don't forget [Eightball] Gotta
me bound, and some turn bull panic . Back in the days. I’m off the drugs like a sonna. Nigga pushin ! boy. kill emselves like no other. Kid don’t like
fuck it [x4] [Verse 1:] This for the boy who went to Tennessee Listening to MJG, breaking 'em birds and 8 Ball Be careful with them keys Don't hesitate
lumberjack In the morning what I need is to breath again a whole lot of weed But maybe somebody can give me what I need when I want no less than the best of the trees DJ Paul and Juicy J, 8-ball and MJG, and Young Buck we don't
-uh, 3-1-8, 6-0-1's, 2-0-tree, 8-0-4, 4-0-2, 3-0-1 9-0-4, 4-0-7, 8-5-0, 7-0-8, 5-0-2 Hoes in different area codes, know that Southern Hoes-pitality, Northern
The city's under siege nigga dont get caught up Im a 4th ave lake street ridin ass nigga Still a ? superior executioner Da bomb M-i-d-w-e-s-t mirage
Thing is, when a motherfucker is doing dirt Don't come moving it, ya know what I mean Ya know, that won't get you no Rolls Royces and shit like mine baby
you do is get your cream, fool Get your muthafuckin' green, fool Niggas ain't knowin' 'bout the ins and the outs First get in, then you get out, don't
thank me, Millz [Verse 3 - Tyga] Uhh, fast money I don't slow dance, Young Money muthafucka till the world end, Money over weight, bitch, Rosanne, I don't
want war Matta fact next nigga stunt gon' get dumped on Yeah, Dawg home I break your jaw bone And the '8 make you lose more weight than Star Jones Rappers don't
[Erick Sermon] You know my style, you know my steelo (8X) Verse One: Erick Sermon I bring the ruckus for you brothers I jam like Smuckers Don't udder
the river don't run Same thing make you laugh, make you cry That's why what goes around comes around, my son Walk down the river 'cuz the river don't
, yeah, what Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo Yo, this is a monopoly, niggaz ain't stoppin' me And we can't lose 'cuz Puff set us up properly Just won't settle for
sheets I fucked that bitch, mission complete Real nigga talk gangsta conversation I'm a real nigga, don't fuck wit' imitations Young Money, nigga, ain't no limitations I don't
deep in a swamp By make leaped? frogs "ribbit" They talk alot but they don't 'rip-it' Oh, that's that new shit, I get it Well let me talk about shit I don't
can get 'til that ass get red You can get 'til that ass get red Bizarre you get him and him, Swift you get him and him I'll get him and him, leave
