Текст песни Eightball - Spit, слова песни Eightball

Текст песни Eightball - Spit

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[Verse 1]Uhh..I never played the games, fucked hoes and tricksNiggaz think with they dick and get hit for licksWe mob for life, straight scarred for life"Space Age 4 Eva" nigga fuck the hypeHard rounds I bust, crush punks to dustWeak studio gangsta, you can`t fuck with usWe live the streets, give streets the pieceDefeat weak emcees and bust heat to eatMy love for change, got me stuck in the gameGot me goin insane, who the fuck can I blame?No you but me, not him but IIs the one to blame for anything I tryLove life and give, but a trick ain`t meGive bitches the dick and give niggaz the heatBust flows that kill, homocide for realGold grill and trills, you weak niggaz no the deal[Hook]Y`all niggaz can`t fuck wit... the shit I spitY`all niggaz can`t fuck wit... what I fuck witY`all niggaz can`t fuck wit... the shit I kickY`all niggaz can`t fuck wit... what I fuck wit[Verse 2]I got a mind for murder, leave niggaz with stitchesBloody kick in the crown for thinkin this is fictitiousI`ma live for this and I`ma die for thisEye for eye for this, flip a pie for thisThis shit is love and hate, niggaz love to hate itA piece of paper and a ink pen made me straightGod knows I try, every breath I takeEvery song I make, is from the heart to the tapeI break and crack flows, build and stack flowsAttack the track flows, back to back flowsYou know, I do whatever to get the cash flowBust and mash fo` eights in the slab hoSouthern distributer, narcotic delivererThis shit I be throwin up, combustin and blowin upI told you niggaz this, see now you done got me pissedEightball - Fat Boy - murderous lyricist[Hook - 2X][Verse 3]Yeah..I never fuck with fakes, these niggaz is snakesSmile in my face schemin tryna see what they can takeEmcee for life, AK-47 flowsLike Al Capone nigga, I`m showin my goldsBlack skin and rocks, hittin bitches that bopBlowin weed on the parkin lot, fuck the copsWe crash the scene, fulla tuss` and leanWith my saggin jeans, tryna bag a queenFuck niggaz with blunts, tryna get in my mixBrown weed fulla seeds, I don`t smoke that shitI`m a green fanatic, I should be in a clinicTalkin to a psychiatrist cuz I know I be trippinLong nights, fist fights, smoke till we cain`tLife of a hustler, go hard in the paintThe streets, got no heart, and no mercyI think that`s why they call down south dirty[Hook to fade]

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