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I can't get caught with the dirt that's in the air
The b!tches in my hair Or those nigg@s over there I sware commnication skills being best So I don't wear no armor on my chest God bless my soul Having to get a 100 yrs. old Stable mind fool body control good as gold Sippin henj Yeah I'm sippin hen what you thought That sh!t will get sold that sh!t wiill get bought I thought That real nigg@s understood the hustle But yet you wanta get paid Out and in between the struggle My mother My friend to the got d.amn end Cause sometime your kin Will do your a$$ in My friend my foe my woman my hoe If the shoe fit yo toe Just as long as you know who you be Look here cause I know who i be I be the coolest as nigga bout as far as You can see MJG Guaranteed out rump spanker Kunyak dranker deep thought thanker Painter picture for your ears as you listen It's bout time for you to peep What you been you goota Keep your mind be strong You can't be to impatient The government is hatin Them sticker boards is waitn by your ride You tired of the way that life is treating you Your personal life is f*cked up Your baby momma beeping you [x2] I got hang up let downs bad breaks set backs Chart took my check back Hopin I'm a sweat that Less that Other finacial helps come through I'm a countine doin what i do stand true Within my heart I had it plan from the start Playin the cart just only trying to do my part All I can say is that the LORD must of bless me Cause comin up I know that the streets did test me From 16 yrs. old we flowed And blewed joes with Nigg@s who were cold But old and know Moses I had to make my own path through my math Understand that I had to be sad before I'm glad See life play tricks on your mind You got to fight it Or else you just a bumb waitng to get egnighted I write it But also I live it and i'm a get it Straight to the @ss and make sure my people Feel it [Chorus] Who said making money easy Sho nuff if it's illegal I'm trying to roll a got d@mn benz Up out this regal The season keep passing my Stuck in the cold No transportation to role My clothes is old The devil is trying to make me believe That I need What the nexst man got in order for me to achieve yes indeed Close your grip or else fall Cause the only one catching you @ss Gone be the walls See time never waits for one who sits still But some take they hole d@mn life to get real I chill Do my own d@mn thing F*ck a buster A hoe can only get on my nerves if I trust her Now could i get pay for flattery h3ll naw Consider when you stuck me but really I stuck Yall applause give me some dap I bust raps But you not intouch with yourself you gone snap [Chorus till he starts talkin] |
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Voodoo [x16]
I through a peper in your salt your a$$ is caught Like a candle I'm about to do some $hit that you can't handle it's a Scandle It's a mystery on making history About the one's who talk the $hit to me Saying that it don't sound like it's a hit to me I f*ck you up And where those nigg@s who you runing with They stuck you up Them nigg@s ugly and they dirty But they ain't tough enough Paper bullin lookin hard and $hit I aint go break the label off the switch Phoney bltch it be that suave click Hard mind motha f#ckin nigg@s With them hard dlcks Booted chin pretty a$$ nigg@s don't start $hit Numerous amounts of voodoo Giving me unlimited ways to do you I pursue you Break you in half within the movement of my hands Stop you dead in your action before you even have a chance Who be the mand? I'm the mand witch doctor Big ol fat juicy pu$sy bltch knocker Stopin your heart with one stroke of the pin I shorted you in and dehydration never gain Your spaghetti is spike You just my bite the dust Aint no friend to be a remede to trust you out of luck [Chorus] It be the hip hop voodoo I got the power To control your mind every minute every hour You can't break free your a$$ is mind Strugle with the beats strangle with the rhymes [x2] [Verse] MJG is in your $hit go get a umberella Prepare for combat You got to survive in all of the weather So you don't won't that A pimp nigga how do you figure I keep the buzz I deliver $hit for the bltches a diamond doze Hell the sorcery movin a doin a proper ? Gotem marin like moroin and going a proper ?? You will adapt to the top of the ? of my empire Bushes of the greenery receive to get you hire I bring to you The real $hit Because things aint allways what it seems to you You feel this Them nigg@s will ride your nutz to be with you And if it's A situation he got to leave for you He'll gank you Cause he just in it for the green for you You need to Don't lend cheese to my fun raise Come out from Between trees if the sun raise Cause one day You come face with the voodoo You ain't true It's gonna see right through you [Chorus] [Verse] Subtract them bustas like in mathamatics I sta factics with shysters blown away With automatics How long will it be before society to get the picture Ain't no victory out here trying to be the Bigger figure Making valable plenty charge for a grave digger Is it a reason or do we know? The sensors tell us part of the story to keep us slow Know I tell through the ? the gate is now and order I thought I saw a camera and damage the tape recorder Castin spells like tells from the suave side Where that nigg@ been through hell he might as well Listen $hit straight you mind yours I mind mine Ain't no meanin me to be walkin the fine line You get zapped from the powers from pipppin form deep within So take it as a lesson you will never be weak again If you ever want to get out of place I make space We routy mo f*ckas who ran the wrong race [Chorus till song goes off] |
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That girl ooh, that girl ooh, that girl, that girl, that girl
Ooh that girl, that girl, that girl, oh talk about that girl that girl Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah That girl, that girl, that girl... Say look at me baby, I've been looking at you too Trying to understand the thing that you want MJ to do Ain't it funny how the time easily slips away I've been thinking about you sugar every moment every day And we lay upon the beach we can each get cosy On the other end where the people don't know me Show me, any little thing that you feel like Let me know the spot that gets you hot and make it feel right Introduce some plans, to the elementary game We can be connected with a number and a name Strange how women make you chase them for awhile Then when you approach them they get timid like a child Ain't no sugar in my tank, no deductions in my bank Never never, mad mad this steels to clever But I'm trying to get her on a trip of my world Seven days, six nights - that girl That girl, that girl knows that shes so fine I've got to have her in my life (that girl, that girl) What could I do to make her understand That I could surely be her man (that girl, that girl) Take a nigga baby can we get out, go oversea Don't mind at the house bring you body with me I've been really taking notes on the way that you maintain You're one out of akind entitled to the same thing Opportunity knocks for you girl let it be Yet it don't stop to the ? I know you've wondering how long could it last But trust in the future and let the day be the past I'm taking you dancing, you've just got good legs But all I vision is some real good times That we could be having in the blink of an eye Impossible dream we can achieve if we try It's the brother who cut for youMentally and physically What would it take for you, do you really want to get with G's My mission to hold my angel my pearl But we still live as strangers -- that girl That girl, that girl knows that she's so fine I've got to have her in my life (that girl, that girl) What could I do to make her understand That I should surely be her man (that girl, that girl) You look marvellous in your jeans, that queen Thinking about the entrance you made at the club scene You know you're looking goodSo I just let it ride Too many in the hood that have already tried They said you be looking for things I can't produce Like a fast life, and quick dreams To tell you the truth, competiton is blowing my hustle about position Concidences keep us apart It's hard to listen to somebody that you don't even trust You don't know Places that I want you to come, you don't go Half all playing the game of cat and mouse But before you start running your mouth or getting out You don't want a man, you want somebody to play with Knowing it's impossible for you to stay with So real don't forget that I said Probem is went to her head That girl knows that she's so fine I've got to have her in my life (that girl, that girl) What could I do to make her understand That I could surely be her man (that girl, that girl) [x2] I want you (I want you)I want to see you (I want to see you) I'll do anything (I'll do anything) Girl if you don't want to (don't want to) I won't force you (force you) I want to find someone who wants to be right here right in my world I want you (I want you)I want to see you (I want to see you) [Repeat and fade] |
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(feat. Eightball)
[MJG & Eightball] Ha, ha, ha, ha Ain't nothin' but the best (Ha, ha) Ain't nothin' but the biggest shit goin' on nigga Hell yeah nigga, nothin' but that stay true, playa shit Baby, we gotta keep it real ya know what I'm saying Go on with your shit G (Ooh) MJG is in your shit Ain't no use in talkin that ill shit Yeah, listen to this man he the real shit, it's so real MJG, soak that shit up nigga (Ooh) [MJG] Big space-age pimpin' I'm schoolin' and teachin' bitches These hoes on they toes suppose to bring riches To a nigga like me, MJ fuckin' G Get down on your knees, advance to suck a D (Ooh) Take ya draws off baby, I'm comin' to knock it off That is if ya dyke ass friend don't block it off It's the big dick bandit, larger than real life You fuckin' one of my hoes, I'm fuckin' ya real wife (Ooh) Feels nice, to hold that ass just like Africa Something like the motherland, I'm goin' back to her Top-notch school for hoes who boost clothes Rob niggas throws or killers that kick doors (Ooh) Or the property, of any imposter who think he stoppin' me Eleven million volts of hatin' that ain't shockin' me Nothin' like a quality bitch to break tricks Control by a pimp ass nigga who take shit (Ooh) I'm reliable, hoes close ya mouth and don't speak I'll work you non-stop in the streets for twelve weeks Here's the plan, find me a woman with lots of class Who knows how to carry herself with lots of ass (Ooh) [Chorus 1: MJG & (Eightball)] The black mac is back, (He's comin' with twenty hoes) Cars and condos, (Down with ten toes) Braids and afros, (Fades and perm rolls) Pussy that turn gold, (A nigga that sittin' dro) [Ooh] [Chorus 2: MJG & (Eightball)] The black mac is back, (Prepare to come strong) Keepin' it goin' on, (Up in his home zone) Bitches be gettin' boned, (Tricks be needing loans) All my hoes grown, (Leave me the fuck alone) [Ooh] [Eightball] Now who be the nigga with the six-pack of hoes Doing anything for a little something up they nose, clothes Ridin' clean on Vogues, drinkin Mo's In the presidential suite givin' private shows (Ooh) Mississippi, Chi-Town, New York, to L.A. Freaky hoes love kissin' on my big bel-lay Every summer in a Hummer, flippin' Texas beaches Seventy-eighter to Decatur tryin' to pick me some peaches (Ooh) Shake hoes in diguise, show me some love Ugly hoes turn to models when they walk in the club High paid, non-educated bitch with an attitude Butt motherfucking naked talkin' bout I'm actin' rude (Ooh) I be the nigga in the corner with the Hennessey Did like that "Men In Black" stick erasing memory Con I pop, tryin' to increase the flock Workin' hard to do better so the cheddar won't stop This for bout the king-sized beds and rides Gettin' live up in dies kickin' shit with my guys Over time I done made profit slangin' pussy Tell the world the black fat mac is back baby (Ooh) [Chorus 1] [MJG] As the cash keeps comin', I'm keepin' the bitches fed Room with the bed, some shelter over they head If you scared ho let it be known before long Tuck ya tail into ya ass go on, on (Ooh) Weak coward, ya false as game is goin' sour Came back empty, from workin' for twelve hours Don't nothin' but the bitches move as I improve Fuck what society say, I make the rules (Ooh) I'm too cool to be a busta, must a nigga try me You shot thirty times, the bullets went right by me Ya better run this my town, it's goin' down Don't forget ya gun, hundreds of killers I be around (Ooh) Oh wait, wanna jump up, itchin' to pop the trunk up Reaching to pull the pump up, hittin' whoever run up Gun up a whole crew of the troop who was on attack Prepare to smoke a sack, the black mac is back (Ooh) [Chorus 1] [Chorus 2] |
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Back in 1993 I went nation wide
I'm gettin tired The plan of under dog while most of the artists Ride for a freeeee Stuff I have seen in a industry The finish of the people but It ain't gone finish me You got them mo hitter quitters Throwin with the main strain Your next hitter quitter Souding like the same thang But plain shame I be dropping them hits When you lease expect it And all the group stuck in the tren They get ejected with the quickness This happen to many I been a witess And one time it bunk But now you wonder what is it It's that brabe The one that use the on that they use The one that she use One of the things that's been accused Beside a few more you feel me you know Or else you to slow Appear like you all that or somethin Man forget a new flow now you know I'm MJG I take the other side of the story For those who don't here No More Glory No More Glory for the one's who don't believe No more Glory for the women I had to leave No More Glory for the one's who close they ears And the one's play blind when they see me all The time it's No More Glory for the haters in the face No More Glory for the one's who can't relate No More Glory for the smiles in my face No More Glory No More Glory The records I start to break The money I start to make The womenI start to take Some people begin to relat To music that I was doing My career when I pursuing Countinuin to keep it truing And leaving women boo hooing I'm real but steal struggalin Skill still bubblin Alot of these circus Mc's still juggling Rubbing it the middle of the sea with no poach Wanna role with the flow but you can't Sell flow be soap on a rope You tied up and held down Wondering how much your records sold now In the dark Standed no lights and no matches You got a little fame in your life and you reactin Like a stuck up kid You did what folks expect The mo you got consededthe mo you get the Check I bet You hatin me now as I speak But smile when you see me on the streets No more glory [Chorus] Mjg got his knowledge from the street college His vos went for pare in the he solid retarted The minds of those who choose false The ones who can't get with the hill Get blowed off mowed off Now come on a n grasp upo yards Sleepin in your past you had to broad hard I m breakin down barrers looking for top contenders The smoke cleared Al I see here is big pretenders Lin the flash I Look from the mistakes that others make Like past by then it come agin before you laid In the ground trick it's going down Long as I'm living got your mind Tow up fromthe flow up up to the celling It be the suave house When you see me I'm in the zone But bout time you reach right through the crowd I'm probably gone We don't get the chance to plea with my time It's for we hope But you hate just as soon as you se me Leaving the dore No more [Chorus till song go off] |
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[MJG]
What is this, what is this, what is this (Ooh) What is this, what is this, what is this (Ooh) [Hook 1] What is this I'm appraochin' what is this appraochin' me All the time I'm out on the grind, now what is this supposed to be [MJG: Verse 1] I'm a Memphis born pimp, nigga don't nobody wanna flex Raised up in OrangeMound, live in T-E-X-A-S, breakin' necks Ain't no tellin' what the future hold to be When he or she tries to bring they stupid shit to MJG I thought that we could win the war, conquer the battle, take the pain Struggle up through the fuckin' strain, beat the heat, soak the rain Up, AHHHH I feel I wanna breathe again But soon as i come up in life you tend to watch my dividends Hopin' I slip and fall just so you can capitalize Can't thank about shit plus it's nationalized, in the skies Phony shikes will stick you right before your eyes No surprise, all they wanted was a money rise Sunny dried out game hustlers on they last leg Game dead all that shit they say be the same said shit Sometimes, sometimes I feel I'm at the bottom of the list, what is this [Hook 2] What is this, reality or just a dream Everything ain't what it seems Picture it on a tv screen What is this, visions of a broken hope Strategies of the most serious wisdom just a joke [Hook 1] [Verse 2] Who would've thought in the midnight hour I could exercise a pen Bring the life to sound effects, feel the thunder and the wind Sets of ten flip ya mind strengthen up ya weakened cells Generate ya inner spirit, leave ya with some shit to tell Still it seems all my dreams come with fuckin' side effects I thought I seen the worst but I ain't seen a damn thang yet A lot of thieves outta nowhere, first-time MC's should thank God For first-time platinum, that shit is hard Hell let me put a bug in ya ear, catch the buzz With a lot of MC's go straight today ain't what they was But what they is, the lessons I learn as my life I live Ain't worried bout when I'm gon' receive it I gots to give Where ya conscience at how do you expect to prosper long For blessings sent to you for reasons that got you gone Damn, I thought I had the game tight in my fist Came to find that I was tied in the twist, what is this [Hook 2] [Hook 1] [Verse 3] How come every MC feel he got the skills to sell a mill But when my record sell a mill ah hell that shit just can't be real I'm flabergasted, am I the only rapper not afraid To come with what I feel in my heart and get paid No enemies, at least that I know of, I'm for sho' of If you hate I'ma show love, kick back and blow bud I look over shit that the people say who don't know me Just like the hustlers who looked over them before me You owe me, I owe you, we owe each other So how the fuck you think I owe you something Cause you don't owe me nothin' You bluff, with ya career skills steps to be Take it, I'm in it for the longevity You racing, misplacin' thangs you was taught For the thangs of the world, gettin' sold bein' bought Resist temptations cause temptation is a BITCH Where am I (Where am I) am I, what is this [Hook 2] [Hook 1 x3] |
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Hard, hard, hard,
Some say that's fair, fair, fair Hard, hard, hard But I believe that's fair, fair, fair It's hard, it's hard, it's hard Can't you see that it's fair, see that it's fair Hard, hard, hard Gotta see that it's fair, see that it's fair It's hard, hard, hard Yeah, too damn hard, too damn hard, too damn hard But it's fair, but it's fair, it's fair It's fair, it's fair, it's fair But it's fair, it's fair But it's too damn hard, too damn hard At the same time, it's too damn fair, shit It's hard, it's hard, it's hard They say that it's fair, say that it's fair, it's fair Some say that it's fair, some say that it's fair It's hard, it's hard Some say that it's fair, it's fair Hard, hard, hard, shit [Verse 1] I be breakin' you in a hundred percent times ten Bitches they comin' and goin' pass on like the wind Now and then hoes come with that shit to get you took Scopin' you out for some other niggas who just a crook She off the hook, would you look at that ass, a million dollars Printed on the imaginary tag around her collar Guess she think she gotta bug in my drink, let me tell it Fuckin' around with me everything's about to fail ya MJG pimp tight, don't stop, kill the lights Got pussy stacks so high to sky it's outta sight Keep it tight, nigga we comin' to get your ends Same reason people be anxious to be ya friends I be livin' in your lady's closet for nine days Took her school, hit it 77 different ways Way I display, don't give a fuck if whether ya care If it's hip or not, bitches hard but it's fair [Hook x2] It's alright cause what I don't know I'ma learn And what I ain't got I'ma earn And when it' my turn, I'ma bring it to you hard but it's fair Suck it up like it was part of the air It's alright [Verse 2] I'm stuck right in the middle of shit that won't move Lookin' to find space in the cracks and in the groove My bitches ain't work till they heels ran down Wrote tricks off in the past and they still can now From blah, lettin' em' loose now feel em' blah A hundred and five pounds per round in ya eye I'm divin' on the deals that's real and makin' money Shakin' loose the niggas and bitches who actin' funny You coward ass niggas be swearin' you down with me Soon as tables turn you lookin' to try to stick me Swift and quickly, I'm tossin' you faggots up in a canyon And scrapin' you up like fruit off the bottom just like some Dannon Hell I'm handlin' what I'm supposed to be handlin' now what's ya purpose See real niggas come with the truth you can't desert this But I'ma wash this bitch up outta my hair It may be hard nigga but that shit fair [Hook x2] [Verse 3] Where the hoes at, now that I done got the bitches naked Where they clothes at, look how they got out em' in a second Why these niggas be cuffin' on a broad when she be freakin' Shit you need to put some links in that chain so she can reach me You been holdin' on that tramp ass slut for thirty days Even though you know she crooked as hell, with dirty ways I heard they say when you chat with her nigga the shit is fine But when you try to do business with that nigga he cross the line Listen nigga, it ain't no future in doin' crime If you ain't some type of profit off the crime, see you blind You ain't tryin' to keep no air in ya bubble, ya got ya chest out Superboy, lookin for trouble tryin' to test out The closest motherfucker ain't shit in common with you Mad at everybody else cause you ain't got shit to do You know the truth so when you see me either speak or you stare You might get frightened cause it's hard but it's fair [Hook x2] |
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(feat. Eightball)
Ahh yeah mic check 1, 2 Eightball and MJG space-age forever [Eightball] It was some what early, I was on my way To get me some hay from my nigga in the Tray And a four of that drank to go with my dank It makes me lean all day About three, I'm full of them trees A dog wanna hunt for a pack of fleas Can I get me a freezy please These H-Town freaks be a hundred degrees It felt like a dream, sittin' on the lot at Dairy Queen Very clean, in my dirty three pullin' machine Jeans with tightly packed booty caught my eyes My mind started to wonder about the prize between her thighs She caught me lookin' grinnin' Sharing my thoughts of late night sinnin' Hey baby can I speak to you (Naw, naw you probably got plenty women) Damn, how you gonna shoot a playa down Before the conversation gets started baby Ain't you done seen me and MJG on BET with J-O-E Anyway, I wonder if we could set this thing off properly Jet to one of my properties and blow a bag of that broccoli Possibly, we could be, more than friends if you let it be Imagine it, you and me, in the middle of the night [Hook] In the middle of the night, you can do it so right You could feel real good, lay your head back Inside my ride, put your hand on the wood, good And tell me lil' something that I really wanna hear, baby have no fear I'll be oblige to the side of the mack of the year so bring it over here In the middle of the night, you can do it so right You could feel real good, lay your head back Inside my ride, put your hand on the wood, good And tell me lil' something that I really wanna hear, baby have no fear I'll be oblige to the side of the mack of the year so bring it over here In the middle of the night [MJG] I was chillin' at the bar, girl gave me the eye So I had to start a conversation took by vision of my bone Made me feel this chick was on She said (I'm bored I ain't did nothin but lay round the house all week) And so I said in my mind That's a line of a flat down straight up ho down freak Then I pulled her to the side and I asked her what's up She said (What's on ya mind) I said well if ya thinkin' what I'm thinkin' We straight ya ain't gonna waste my time Then I shuffled to the bar Done missed the stuff that was goin' at the affair Then as I came to the corner of the wall I noticed that the girl was just standin' there And then she gave me a look Not an ordinary look but a look that made me thank Did she wanna romance, did she wanna hit and run Man, she out to try to count my bank Now I was sippin' on the Hen and she approached me again Choosin' on the playa with a grin, telling her friend (Girl, I'ma be a lil' late gettin' in) Now I was feelin' kind of hot in the spot Gotta figure out a way to get my temperature down Hit the town, ran a red to the hip without a flip Without all these windows is around Let's me and you do what we gotta do to get through The rest of this episode, hold on tight Let's re-write in the middle of the night [Hook] [MJG] I'm on late night mission top let down That's the way I gotta flip when I be Feelin' 'ike I wanna take a dip in the wind Night-life livin' all the way to the end It's just something bout the moon and the stars And the dark blue sky that turns me on I be chillin' in the day by the time somthing down Gotta get better believe I'm gone Now you can call me the vampire type Batman livin' in a cave no lights Seem too bright MJ outta sight Never gotta fuss plus I never gotta fight I might make another round through the Mound Gotta get a sack of hay to make my trip complete Look at all the women still hangin' in the streets Temptation is an animal hard for me to beat But as I creep through the midnight Checkin' out the few tail I'd like to get right quick Got my hand on my tone if a crook try to get me Then a crook gonna wind up sick I need to find a way to spend my time Situation dirty, gotta erase my mind Hangin' out to dry like clothes on a line Everything fine, just like wine Ain't nothin' shakin' but the leaves in the trees Young women knees in a fresh set of keys Now I'm fixin' to break em' to the birds and the bees MJ put the P in tha ABC In the morning I'ma stay up in the bed Reaching for the cup filled up with ice Blend it in with that H2O coolin' me off from my flight [Hook x3] |
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