the mad one) Who is truely insane? (who is truely insane) It's all on me, It's all on me It's all on me, It's all on me
mad one) Who is truely insane? (who is truely insane) It's all on me, It's all on me It's all on me, It's all on me
18's, Bumsalack to sipping lean Regals with white walls, 20 inch with screens fall Michael Jackson off the wall, to MJG and 8Ball Screw house to wrecking flows, to BET on
Endz Hus-Hustlaz Stackin' Endz [Hook x2] G's and baller, ballers and g's Real playas crawl low, and keep they rides on three's [Redd] Ballers and g'
you lose See, we serve our bass raw, straight up and not false This is the kind you dance to, and not on 8-Ball Plenty of bass, the beat, and the rhyme
And We Can Get On (All Night) {Baby Lemme Give You A Call, How Long Will It Take To Break You Off} To 3 Or Maybe 4 Ready For It All (I'm Down) {Baby
me but I can't comprehend the meaning now if ya wanna roll with me then here's ya chance doin 80 on tha freeway wait police, catch me if they can forgive me
all, let's ball I see the jealousy and envy when you see me shoppin' Saphire watch, got your jaw droppin' When i move that 8th, you were 7 gram coppin
me, nigga I GOT IT! When you see me in the hood - muhfucker don't talk to me! 'Less you wan' talk about usin' a Hawk for me. When Al blew Black away
Daddy Scared shots out they Glock when they caught at me Hard scratched me, even harder to relax me You a bitch, boy and 5th Ward be body on the bags
was the pimp in me (pimp in me) In eighty-nine, I went on tour with Eazy-E (Eazy-E) A bunch of fine bitches tryin to sleep with me Every night, sold
The Beatles is here, givin me props and *clapping* I'm half-naked in the car with my boots on Tanned it out, passin the hunnies, gettin my woof on Think
thousands, the music them hittin shown to be known to livin in project housin, towels that ring-out, givin up on y'all boy, y'all don't need to be fuckin
a nigga dick for the flight but don't bite We gone keep it on the low no gossip and no hype [8 Ball] My rubber on tight on the jet on the runway Leave
much deep respect Don't sweat the hood, gotta collect checks 8Ball's my name, y'all all the same Y'all ball the same, y'all fall the same We came to kick
. (Chorus): Clap On, Clap Off, Got dis strap willin to knock ya trap off... Clap On, Clap Off, Got dis strap willin to knock ya cap off... (Verse 1):8Ball
(Don't make) Me Kill (Me kill) No motherfucking body in here (in here) I'ma shoot (I'ma shoot) Three shots (Three shots) Somebody done made me hot (me
