Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song You know, artist - 8Ball & MJG.
Date of issue: 04.10.2010
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
You know |
Eightball, the one you know from bustin' flows |
Bout that real shit and bout these shady ass hoes |
I hit the block when I was 12 and I ain’t never leavin' |
Kept a grip and kept on tippin' right through drought season |
Never been a hater even at my lowest level |
Some niggas get some change and sell they soul to the Devil |
I’m drinkin' Dom, man I’m chiefin' on some green sticky |
Space Age Pimpin' and my real niggas rollin' with me |
Glocks and K’s and Rugers with the rubber grip |
Got 'Tel two-way transmittin' on my hip |
Keep it real with them niggas that be real with me |
Orange Mile forever reppin' Memphis, Tennessee — MJG |
Him and me, me and him, that’s how we rolled |
Over ten million records sold, Platinum and Gold |
We broke the mold, ain’t no duplicatin' the two |
Who makin' hit shit in clutch situations |
And demonstratin' the real quality of a team which consists of |
Eightball & MJG, we do this shit cause it feel good |
First of all, we sacrificed for it |
But afford it, then motherfuckers sheist for it |
In the jungle of concrete just within one beat |
Of the heart you can be taken apart |
Ain’t no regret but scars from my battlin' hard tactics |
I think I’ll roll with the paper, you can keep the plastic |
I know you niggas got doe |
I saw you in them videos |
I know you niggas stay high |
I saw you at the club right? |
I know you niggas keep hoes |
I saw you with them freak hoes |
I know you niggas got it made |
I saw you on the front page |
I’ve seen a lot of niggas come and go |
Saw some shit fall and seen a lot of shit grow |
Money here, money gone like a magic trick |
Real hustlers hustle with or without that shit |
I get my grind on daily cause I wanna see |
Me and my niggas gettin' paid 'til we elderly |
And it ain’t hard if we all put that work in |
Keep it twerkin 'til they close the fuckin' curtains |
We all dream and we all have fantasies |
Every nigga wanna buy that house for mama G |
But life is like a roll of the dice, right |
Sometimes you win and sometimes you just might |
Lose it all, fucked up sick and don’t know what to do |
That’s when you find out who really down to bust for you |
I rock and roll from my heart and let my soul glow |
And don’t worry about what a nigga think he know, ya know? |
I know you niggas got doe |
I saw you in them videos |
I know you niggas stay high |
I saw you at the club right? |
I know you niggas keep hoes |
I saw you with them freak hoes |
I know you niggas got it made |
I saw you on the front page |
Nothin' but 24/7 — 365 |
Eleven to eleven I be off in the fire |
Of this revolution, the solution is what I’m spittin' |
Fat stacks of green backs is what I’m gettin' |
Jaw bones and microphones, that’s what I’m hittin' |
I’m hangin' on the edge of the cliff with no mittens |
Thick flickin', chrome smokin', preferred potion |
Man will never touch my flow, deep as the ocean |
When you go down too far and you — can’t seem to light |
Best to look out for that pressure baby, it bust pipes |
I got too much fight — in my heart, body, my insight |
Is magnifyed a thousand times, more than the average guys |
My status lies right before you with no disguise |
The black mack is here to step up and so I rise |
My shit has gone way past cold, it’s freeze dry |
One brain can’t do what I do, you need five |
I know you niggas got doe |
I saw you in them videos |
I know you niggas stay high |
I saw you at the club right? |
I know you niggas keep hoes |
I saw you with them freak hoes |
I know you niggas got it made |
I saw you on the front page |