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8ball & mjg - got 2 be real lyrics

eight ball is coming hard with much fun to bump up a sucker right, the hit man
quicker and thicker than things quicksand hard like a veteran, me, i’m the better one
if i make one, i’ll leave you shaking for another one
like cocaine, i crack block, gotcha moving to what i’m doing and grooving
when i’m doing such hardcore hits got you having a fit
that’s why your ladies at the crib drooling over this
hard max from tennessee, girls wanna get with me
and stuff that a sucker says don’t really mean jack to me
one after another and then another and then another
to eliminate a stupid little sucker
got him on his knees beggin’ me please not to shoot
so i kicked him from behind with my gold tip boots
the mac would, yeah you know
gotta k!ll him like a psychopath real slow
see i’m not a nut, but you better move with the quickness
cause what i do it might be sick
it’s crazy, homicidal, lunatic
whatever word you choose is bound to fit when i kick this
you better run it, figure
that nine times out of ten
i got a gun with a trigger
with some bullets with my hair wrapped tightly around it
cause i’ve gots to be real
gotta move like a terrorist
my suckers are after this
brother with the hard rhymes dealing with gangstiness
the villain that’s shooting and k!lling with a twisted dome
with a center stacker singing to a rest home
best known for caking then breaking a trick
i got a gang so strong i’d just be taking my pick
from the girls that wanna go and do it slow with primro
the money making fat mac from money making mimpo
looking for a mimpo
maniac with a sack with a room with a bed
and a bottle full of yak
cause that’s the way it be goin’ down all these witches with these itches and the
stuff that be goin’ round but it won’t affect me, no trick will affect
me so i won’t be waitin’ for the doctor to inject
me too hard to be mistaken for a lady i was
born in the mounds so you know i’m crazy been told by the girls that i pulled when
i chose up when it comes to mackin’ i got the game
sewed up fat mackin’ ain’t no bull, it’s nothin’
but the pimp thang mack thang, girls wanna get with
four trick remorse i won’t feel my name is zaypaw baby and i’ve got to
in real, i got this problem man, all these fools they wanna join the clan, they wanna
be there where they ball from orgemouth or fat mac
no for doing funky hits, that’s why he ballin’ drop in this track
jack to make my bank fat, i’m making crazy papers with girls catching the vapors, k!llin’
sucka dead with stuff i said when i was a young child
buckwild, kickin’ it with the gangsta style p.o.s.s.e., suckas don’t try to test me
girls just doin’ the chewing, bow down and bless me
you better check the mic before i wreck the mic
cause i’m in the mood to tear the house up tonight
i’m like jason or freddie in the worst horror fl!ck
making funky funky funky funky funky funky dope hits
that weak suckers can’t cope with
that’s why i wrote this so you can quote this
black fat mac on the attack jack
you better sit back and relapse
cause i’m about to wax and tax our brothers
and weak little suckers that wanna roll with the posse
yeah they tryna jock these macs
remember to spend money playing the girl
a bona fide gigolo and i’ve got to be real
peace to all earth is god!

- 8ball mjg lyrics

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