8Ball Live This Lyrics

[Eightball]
Yeah..
Eightball the Fat Mack (yeah)
s___e Age representation yaknahmsayin?
Sittin around thinkin..
Yaknah'm talkin bout? (yeah)

[Verse 1]
I was twelve years old when I sold my first stone
Thirteen when I bought my first gold herring bone
MJ knew how to cook it up, and I supplied the kitchen
My momma was at work and never really paid attention
b____es comin in and out, f___in, gettin blowed
A couple of my n____z like to dirty up they nose
But I was never into that, I really loved the chief hay
Pipes with them white boys, them blunts when I'm around the way
Never seen nothin other than them streetlights
Late at night, trife n____z be out gettin hype
Ain't no tellin what a young n____ might see
Might be, when he grown up in the inner city
Everybody got they own s___ they dealin with (uh)
E'ry muh'f___er livin should be feelin this (uh)
Money ain't the only thing that bring a n____ joy
But when you ain't got it mayne it be so hard

[Hook x2]
How many n____z live the s___ they spit?
(..live the s___ they spit)
How many n____z spit the s___ they wish?
(..spit the s___ they wish)
They could get, when they blow up and get legit
(..blow up and get legit)
How many n____z live the s___ they spit?
(..live the s___ they spit)

[Verse 2]
Tell me n____ if you feel what I'm spittin to you
Is any of this s___ sinkin in and gettin to you?
I've been on the road, hustlin for ten deep
In yo' city on the backstreet gettin weed (uh)
f___in wit n____z that don't even know how to rap
n____z that go to every fight and s___ like that
And don't trip n____, we ain't got no beef (uh-uh)
And no beliefs in nothin that we can't see
Except God, I pray to him and he be right there wit me
He make it all good, even when it ain't pretty
Every n____ got they nose in my bankroll
Rollin over with these hoes in my night clothes (uh)
Late night shows, gotta get it how we come
On the bus, on the plane, know we push some (yep)
Now you gotta get n____ so I gotta get it (gotta get it)
If you ain't got it yet, n____ you betta go and get it

[Hook x2]

[Verse 3]
Rap, dope game, Lil' Ki' told me that
It's for real if you look at how a n____ react
Look - dope makes cash (uh-huh) CD's make G's (uh-huh)
Dope getcha locked up, CD's getcha free (uh-uh)
You might think that if ya don't know the game (uh)
Them n____z rearranged but the game stay the same
I put it in my head and I locked it
Loaded up my mouthpiece, c___ed it and I popped it
Brrrr.. bulletproof n____ cain't nuttin stop this
Everybody gettin hit, when I start to drop this
Watch this (uh) big, fat, overweight, s___e Age,
black-a__ n____, lookin fly on the front page (uh)
Gotta love it when you see it cuz it's all real (yea)
I done seen n____z lie still and get killed (uh-huh)
Blood spilled over muh'f___in record deals
Ain't s___ changed n____ and it never will

[Hook x4]

Yeah mayne, knahmsayin...

[music fades out]