8ball & Mjg lyrics

8ball & Mjg lyrics

"When It's On lyrics"

Hey lyrics
I thought about you just last Saturday My voice got cracked, I didn't know what to say Down in the shade, or maybe in the sun And if you need it, I think I've got one Where are you? And what's on your mind? Where are you? Am I wasting my time? Where are you? And what's on your mind? I just wanna know if I'm wasting my time. I snuck out of work to see her smile I'
(feat. P. Diddy)

[Verse 1: MJG]
I'm just a drop top flippin', flippin'
Fifth of Yacht sippin', sippin'
Dope crack that's going in the strip clubs tippin'
MJG ah, P.I.M.P. ah
Fuck a blind date, oh no, I got to see her
The new millennium poet
Forever show it, can't blow it
If you reap it, you sow it
I, pay my, dues
And it's the rules that I play by
Carry the team like I'm A.I
I used to cook rocks, and hit the block
And gun in the bushes, and money in my sock
Shit, I had hoes way before I was nationally famous
I was in the hood strapped up good
Watchin' my anus
I'm a target splitter
The world strongest man hardest hitter
Even though you hate
I still elevate regardless nigga
Step to us boy, look what you done started
I'll Be There For You lyrics
Saw you this morning, with that look in your eyes I hate to see you looking like, you're lost and lonely It isn't easy when you're all by yourself Don't you worry, I hear you 'cause I know what it's like And if you look you'll find, I got you on my mind 'cause baby [Chorus:] I'll be there for you When you need sombody I'll be there for you When you want someone who cares And we don't even care that your arsenal be the largest

[Hook: 8 Ball & MJG, P. Diddy]
When it's on, it's on, it's on, it's on
When it's on, you better get your shit and be gone
When it's on, it's on, it's on, it's on
When it's on, you better get your shit and be gone
When it's on, it's on, it's on, it's on
When it's on, you better get your shit and be gone
When it's on, it's on, it's on, it's on
When it's on, you better get your shit and be gone

[Verse 2: 8 Ball]
Look, you niggaz play too much mayne
You need to pump yo' brakes
Keep a heater nigga need for them restless snakes
Right in my face caught a case tryin' to defend my space
Dodging snitches police niggaz jumping state to state
What kind of nigga run his mouth and snitch out everybody?
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Genius lyrics
She's a wonderful wonder And she crashed down like a thunder She arrives at the moment I leave A battle-ground for an eye I love my evil genius I love my evil genius Nothing can come between us I'm in love with a genius I love this feelin' Tempted by storm, weak me Strung out on a beautiful charm She's the middle in my eye I love my evil genius I lo
e kind of nigga that's gone end up being a dead body
Yo' wife and children gone be searching for their dear ol' daddy
They found his headless body tied up in a dark alley
It's cold like ice and snow on a nigga soul
For bricks or snow, niggaz will fuck you like a dirty hoe
Kick yo' door and put and your babies on the floor
See you in public fuck who with you let the thang go
A nigga tell you don't let business turn personal
Fuck what they say cause for gram a nigga hurtin' you
Niggaz out here hurtin' fool
Nothing is for free mayne
Fuckin' with the game
That's how that shit be mayne

[Hook]

[Verse 3: 8 Ball]
I was torn this bitch came from the streets I was born
Pussy like a little kitty back yellow as corn
I don't go around poppin' shit wit' niggaz
Standing In Blood lyrics
Now heaven is destroyed by Satan he will rise the promised land Now your soul will be freed through the gate find the KEY to hell cross the river known as Styx Charon awaits in his boat Now you soul will be freed through the gate find the seven Keys to hell cross the river known as Styx kneel before Lucifer's throne Jesus Wept - Standing In Blood Praying To Die - Standing In Blood
who talkin'
Them niggaz ain't talkin' no more
Closed coffin
Not often do you see a nigga loyal as I
Like that boy from Best Eye nigga ready to die
For my bread and them niggaz that considered me family
Hold it down mayne I got you til we up there wit' granny

[Verse 4: MJG]
Cause as soon as I start writing
I start going through physical
Deeper into my spiritual
I'm so fuckin' lyrical
MJG the realest the truth the definition
Just call me the competition
I'm still stomping and pimpin'
I'm still working with Diddy, still fuck wit the hood
I got the key to the city, the streets is all good
My leather is all wood, my gun is still secluded
I'm still hoping and praying to God I don't use it

[Hook - until fade]
[P. Diddy - talking]

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