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Текст песни 8 Ball and MJG f Lloyd - Forever

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Ooh la la bangladesh..Heyyy...(Hook) (Lloyd)See a nigga like me gonna get money til I get richRide with a couple hundred G`s in a biscuitStay down for whatever forever hustle with my mystic hoesAnd soon you gonna see just how crunk this shit be once we get richTil then its back to hustlin with my misfitsDeep, on a creep, fifty songs tucked under the prone..Fifty songs tucked under the prone(MJG)I keep a big old nigga beater heaterIts in the trunk of my four-door and my two seaterIm make them say skeeter skeeterKeep up and grab the ball back just like I`m Derek JeterI know you want to fuck my hoe but you too scared to meet herSee you aint got enough bread to even start to treat herThe way a pimp did, and in the bed I`m even sweeterI hustle, I got more Franklins in me than ArethaIf I had Oprah Winfrey I would marry her and keep herI spit as much knowlege as preachers and teachersJust as long as the message reach us we all fill up the bleachersI`m the MJG, I get in yo` shitI aint trying to run yo` clique, that be your friend so quickCome on, where my money, let me hit the stageFuck them long interviews, just give us the front pageBlack G apostrophe S us, forever bustThem lyrics that make the people say that he got nuts(Hook)(Eightball)Yeah man..Sticky weed kickin in, big Ball steppin inStraight flying when I hustle, thats how I representBounce, if you feelin what I`m spitting up in your ear holeI been rocking mics since I was 17 years oldSmoking up, drinking up, kicking dust, and fucking upEverybody want a piece and we ain`t got enough for usYeah, I touched a brick or two, pounds I done smoked a fewGot my bread and didn`t do what the fuck I was supposed to doMoney blinds players, turns them into evil spiritsNiggaz die trying to live out these old rap lyricsI try to give it to them just how it come to meReal and unedited, not like it be on T.VBe myself and dont be what those haters want me to beTake the good the bad hit my knees set me freeMake the bad good, put that on my leather and woodCinderella with my fellas deep off in the hoodNigga(Hook)(MJG)You need to stop sticking your hand out and trying to (?)Turn around the broom handle and trying to hold itIt`s plenty dirt to be swept, and leaves to be rakedNow you need to leave from my face, take heed to mistakeThat you just made, thinking a player could get playedThinking that a rapper could get wrapped and phone tappedMy whole life I learned the hard way to spot liarsAnd it seems like its usually the ones thats right by yaFIRE!(Eightball)Jumping up out the tip with pistols sittin upFuck me? Watch my gun skeet like its bussing nuts`Cept when it hit your cheek it burn then it split your cheekThen come out the back of your head, now your just a memoryGraphic how I got it illustrated, rated triple XNiggaz want to be the king, I dont give a fuck who`s bestJust watch your mouth, talkin down in the southI`m gonna let my nuts hang and start punching clowns out(Hook)

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