fuck we gonna do? Bust and hit the backdoor, now we in the alleyway Running, heart pumpin' fast tryin' to see another day Blessed to escape the mayhem Time and time
Traduction: 8ball. Temps.
Traduction: 8ball. Killing Time.
Traduction: 8ball. Le Time Of My Life.
the fuck we gonna do? Bust and hit the backdoor, now we in the alleyway Running, heart pumpin' fast tryin' to see another day Blessed to escape the mayhem Time and time
know they like to ball, I get paid fo sex give me the money on a daily basis, have yo @ss on the track till 8 in da morning, Im a mack baby I aint
' blow Speakers got bass Bottles on ice Haters gon' hate Baller don't care Baller's so straight Baller from the hood So Baller don't play Baller burn
bitch on this shit And any ho that chu' know love Rem and Nick Cause I spit as if I had a dick This rap shit I done mastered it, 8-ball assassin chick
heels For me it never gets old Most girls is diggers who ain't 'gon never hit gold I get under the sun when the weather get cold 8 ball five when the
gotta hit em back give that boy a smack this is how pow no more eating for them now it started when i was 8 first time i ever got 8 what a piece
me and He Are tighter than R.Kelly in his teens You fucking With My man And you text him all the time You might've had him once But I got him all the time
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
push your ass out gotta nigga wantin' it's so bad i'm about to pass out wanna dig you and I can't even lie about it baby just eleviate your cloths time
Had Fun But Baby Gotta Leave Me Alone Picture In My Rhyme Take Time To Rewind These Ordinary Words I Say If You Opening Ya Mouth Immediately You Find Its Time
[Intro:] 1! 1-2! GRRR! [Verse 1:] I had five hundred grams in fifty-fifty-eight bags Four-hundred Benz eight-thousand in cash. Then the ball dropped,
