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Do You Really? (F/ MJG)

アーティスト:8Ball 

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Yeah, it's time to get crunked up in this bitch You know what I'm talkin' about Yeah, Eightball and MJG, for my real niggaz Layin' it down for all my real niggaz Yeah, uh Let's get it crunk up in this bitch Where ya at? Where ya at huh? Where ya at huh? Where ya at? Where ya at huh? This for all them real gangsta-ass nigga Yeah for all them real, gangsta-ass bitches yaknowhamsayin'? My brothers gettin' money out here yaknowhamsayin'? Real underground lovin' muh'fuckers, get the club buck Yaknahmtalkinbout? Yeah, yeah MJ, G up in yo shit like some toilet paper Get fresh wit' me nigga I'ma spoil it later You'll float backside up in a swamp of gators Then you'se a snack-sized nigga, formerly a hater Heavy weighters, street poetry creators Double-barrel blast for you pimp game perpetrators Can't touch us, I know you wanna be us Fake-ass rappers can't fuck wit' what we bust Whoa, do you really wanna get crunk? Hey, do you really wanna get buck? Whoa, do you really wanna get crunk? Hey, all my players, all my gangstas Whoa, do you really wanna get crunk? Hey, do you really wanna get buck? Whoa, do you really wanna get crunk? Hey, all my hustlers, all my grinders Roll through, one deep, heat in the waistband Jealous-ass niggaz might try and touch a made man Crazy rap fans, followin' my rap van Wanna get a hug, wanna shake a playa hand Smoke somethin', I'm a fiend for the sticky green My whole team, keep it clean like a pinky ring Hardcore like a scene in Cabrini Green Plenty green get a young nigga anything Excursion, escalade with the big rims Denim suits, soulja rag with my gold Timbs Poppin' pills like a nigga eatin' M&M's Shoppin' deals at the table wit the best of them Leave the rest of them, way in the back Weak-ass rappers get smoked like a sack Fat Boy did that, didn't nobody help me MJ to the G Do you really wanna get buck? Then tell the truth, I don't give a fuck Each day is a blessin', I'ma live it up Put ya best south fit in the cleaner Da, da, dun, da, dun, hit the horn like Leana I never seen a, party crunker than the one I'm in Bitch pullin' contest we done won again We hit the scene all the women start swarmin' in I feel like I died, went to heaven and born again Pimp tight, MJ fuckin' G Death wish meant for anybody


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