Ballin’ Gs

[Chorus: Eightball]
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

[Verse 1: MJG]
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

[Verse 2: Eightball]
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

[Chorus: Eightball]
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

[Verse 3: MJG]
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

[Verse 4: Eightball]
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

[Verse 5: MJG]
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

[Chorus: Eightball]
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

[Outro]
*talking*