Mjg

Verse 1

As I preceed to count my dividends
plenty ends that I done made with plenty bitches
with plenty men that they done played I'm laid back up
in the cut with a cup of yak
I raise up with all the game that I've been holdin back
take your pumps off bitch let me check out yo heals
we pimps from Houston Texas to California for real
my pockets hurtin baby I need some financial love
so get where you supposed to and, do
what you does, get your facial done baby
do your physic well, no holdin jail over
resent mail, no hoes with no clothes
torn up and ripped apart
domestic violence bitches want out battered and scared
you fake hoes take of your drawls take yo pajamas
beat it with a hammer and scrape it across the ground
I found a new bitch for MJG, and the Luniz
this pimpin got me on cloud 10, I'm feelin zumie

Chorus

Hustlin, It's in my nature
Hustlin, don't be afraid
Hustlin, It's in my nature
Hustlin, don't be afraid

Verse 2

I'm creatin' havok on hood spots
the hustle don't quit until the good stop
but don't sleep we leavin' cars on wood blocks
an lookin for could be nots drivin by lookin wide-eyed
gone acid washed jeans T-shirt lookin tyedyed
FM beats lettin loose on big trips to Vegas
candy green polly dubbed nips lookin outrageous
big pimpin and panderin, big boostin and gamblin
everything is all good until police start manhandlin
picture me grappled, scrappled, snatched up by yo asshole
indicted on some chump charges that I didn't even ask for
gettin hastled by wild boys, like gettin lassoed by cowboys
any instructions given he put some more shit on like, now boy
like I'm supposed to jump out my Nikes and start sweatin
boss said anything, I'm makin the plan to start jettin off
oo- ah dont look behind until my shoes stop
the only thing on my mind is losin you cop



Chorus

Verse 3

Someone's knockin at my door, oh, who could it be
big baller with the sawed off choppin off all below your knees
I testify, not glorify, when I get high
tell all that listen what I see through my blood shot eyes
my peers they die, why, over they set they ride on cheddar cheese
on they knees, how, one to the head behind them keys
I dip through, the town on a rocket ship sittin on twinkie
smokin sticky, and breathin until my breathe get stinky
pops that pinky, never could seem to get his shit together
ran like DMC, left me livin thougher than leather, teenage eyes
soakin up the streets like a sponge, drugs and guns
and freakin hoes seemed to be so fun, from the beginnin
I've been sittin tryin to be winnin, dissin bitches
f**kin hoes, conversatin with women, workin out
pimp ass nigga since my day of birth, its in my blood nigga
I'm gonna hustle till I leave this earth

Chorus

Verse 3

Nigga, it's in my blood to f**k around with these thugs
straight villans, drug dealin, 38 snuff consume niggas buck pealin
I love millions, plus stackin them chips on up to the ceiling
sittin on fat like banks, wit out no scratch and no dank
we gettin bank, to set it off like Jada Pinkett
in a major way, just witness, business flossin
boss playas kickin champagne wishes before this rap business
playas I went from rags to riches
to havin cash and bad ass bitches
since day one, yo nigga been slangin that A-1 yola
hit ups savings, for razor blades and bakin soda, paper
chasin, usin V-12 to swell up the cola, baby just shakin
turnin the liquid form into bolas, I Chef like Raekwon
those friends that wanna blaze
one come over, dropped the napalm, until you scream
straight cream on up, coughin up they lungs they come back screamin
for more when it's over, slangin these head rhymes to young soldiers
these ??? known as hustlers, nigga

Chorus
(until end)

(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]

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]

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]

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]

(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]

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]

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]

[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]

It's ya boy, David Banner
I'ma see if I can bring the gangsta walk back
Memphis, Mississipi, everybody from the South
Let's walk!

Gon' gangsta walk, gon' do it, motherfucker
Gon' gangsta walk, gon' do it, motherfucker
Buck jump, motherfucker, buck jump, ya bitch
Buck jump, motherfucker, buck jump, ya bitch

Gon' gangsta walk, gon' do it, motherfucker
Gon' gangsta walk, gon' do it, motherfucker
Buck jump, motherfucker, buck jump, ya bitch
Buck jump, motherfucker, buck jump, ya bitch

We represent Memphis, 'Sippi
And I don't think y'all really wanna get wit me
We started gangsta walkin', nigga, now no MC Hammer
Just a really dealy, get you hyper than hype
No cut or no arm 'n' hammer

Slam a hater to the flo', stomp 'em all on in dat hole
Mean as hell on dat liquor, meaner than dat on that blow
So don't push me, motherfucker, push me motherfucker, push
I'm affiliated wit more terrorists than G Bush, bitch!

We got them niggaz gettin' wild, gettin' buck, havin' fist
Put a bottle in their hand, put a blunt to their lips
Gangsta walkin' in da club, err'body gon' piss
And da hoes on the corner workin' graveyard shift

Yeah, they call me the juice from that north north set
Where they rob for the folks and they divvy up the net
Ain't no talkin', fuck some talkin', we gon' shoot 'em in they chest
If a coward wanna jump, it's gon' be a bloody mess, bitch!

Gon' gangsta walk, gon' do it, motherfucker
Gon' gangsta walk, gon' do it, motherfucker
Buck jump, motherfucker, buck jump, ya bitch
Buck jump, motherfucker, buck jump, ya bitch

Gon' gangsta walk, gon' do it, motherfucker
Gon' gangsta walk, gon' do it, motherfucker
Buck jump, motherfucker, buck jump, ya bitch
Buck jump, motherfucker, buck jump, ya bitch

Now we can get it buck in da club
With niggaz I suggest you tuck yo' chain
Fuck security, find out they can't do a thang
Out the frame pussy nigga, you too soft, push you off me
Stompin' hoes to the flo' and never scared to pop heat

Ah, hammer on your bird, on the chest, don't talk shit tonight
Ain't no thang to bust yo' head and start a fight
Like bitch, what?s up now? North Mississippi in this bastard
Fuck around my nizzle and get your whole body plastered

I remember the wall trick, if you got some manner
Gangsta walk yo' ass over here pumpin' to Banner
Yeah! It'll be fabulous if you leave
'Cuz I'm tryin' to stomp your body till yo' ass can't breathe

Gon' gangsta walk, gon' do it, motherfucker
Gon' gangsta walk, gon' do it, motherfucker
Buck jump, motherfucker, buck jump, ya bitch
Buck jump, motherfucker, buck jump, ya bitch

Gon' gangsta walk, gon' do it, motherfucker
Gon' gangsta walk, gon' do it, motherfucker
Buck jump, motherfucker, buck jump, ya bitch
Buck jump, motherfucker, buck jump, ya bitch

Left foot, right foot, swingin' both from yo' fist
You better keep it movin' yo' weak ass might get hit
Kids don't count when you buck back too hard
Get ready to finish anything that you start

Straight from the mound, boys, better not clown
I got eighty-five niggaz wit me represent the town
Two hundred automatic Uzi's wit atomic armed clips
Make you boys take them paper pep poppers of your hip

Young pimp smoke weed, don't stoke, might sip
Four-fifths with a bunch of hollow tips in the whip
I'm pimp tight MGJ, you can look at my resume
Never been a trick, neva eva played

Gon' gangsta walk, gon' do it, motherfucker
Gon' gangsta walk, gon' do it, motherfucker
Buck jump, motherfucker, buck jump, ya bitch
Buck jump, motherfucker, buck jump, ya bitch

Gon' gangsta walk, gon' do it, motherfucker
Gon' gangsta walk, gon' do it, motherfucker
Buck jump, motherfucker, buck jump, ya bitch
Buck jump, motherfucker, buck jump, ya bitch

Gon' gangsta walk, gon' do it, motherfucker
Gon' gangsta walk, gon' do it, motherfucker
Buck jump, motherfucker, buck jump, ya bitch
Buck jump, motherfucker, buck jump, ya bitch

Gon' gangsta walk, gon' do it, motherfucker
Gon' gangsta walk, gon' do it, motherfucker
Buck jump, motherfucker, buck jump, ya bitch
Buck jump, motherfucker, buck jump, ya bitch

Yea, hot ass, South Side, dick up in yo' muthafuckin mouth, nigga
South Side till I die, Mississippi, weak bitch

This hot shit by David Banner
You ain't gotta go nowhere nigga
I'm up in this city, you can find me nigga
You ain?t gotta front like it?s hard, bitch boy, yea

(Young Buck)
I'm Sick And Tired of These Same ol' Broke Bitches
No Job All They Wanna Do Is Smoke Swishes
Get Some Money Hoe Why You Wanna Watch Mine
Ain't No Tellin' What I'm Gon' Be Drivin Next Time
Seven Figga Nigga We Don't Buy The Bar No Mo
Pull Up The Paper Work Tell The Owner He Can Go
Walk Like a Pimp Bitch
Talk Like a Soldier
I Got New York Niggas Candy Paintin Up They Rovers
It Say 200 But It Go a Little Over
Not The Corvette The Ferrari Testarossa
We Can Bet On Any Point On The Dice
Pick Em Up
Shake Em Twice
Get Em Girl
Look I'm Nice
I'm So Clean With My G-Unit Kicks On
I Might Be Goin' In When Pimp C Get Home
If You Don't Like Me Say It to My Face
Just Because I Caught a Case Don't Mean You Can't Be Erased

It Must Be The Ice Or The Money That I Make
They Talk Behind My Back But They Won't Say It to My Face
Hoe, Say It to My Face (Yeah), Say It to My Face (Yeah)
They Talk Behind My Back But They Won't Say It to My Face
It Gotta Be These Cars Or The Trips That I Take
That Make em Wanna Hate, Won't You Say it in My Face Bitch
Hoe, Say It to My Face (Yeah), Say It to My Face (Yeah)
They Talk Behind My Back But They Won't Say It to My Face

(Bun B)
You Can Go Anywhere Cross The US
From North To The South East Mid To The West
Walk Up In The Hardest Hood Ask a Nigga Bout Me
They Gon Tell Ya Bun B Is Straight Mothaf**kin' G'
A Gangsta From His Toes To The Top Of His Fitted
Trillest Nigga In The Flesh You Can't F**k Wit' It
Got The German Hand Guns They Shoot 2 2 3
Bust Thru Ya Condo n Rip Open Ya Knees
My Nigga Please You Don't Want It Save Your Breath
By Yourself Imma Ride Till Ain't No Enemy Is Left
When The Middle Finger Niggas Hit Your Block Like Insurgents
There's No Deterrents from us Cleanin' Your Clock Like Detergent
Buck They Don't Think I Am, Nigga Please
Why This Pimp I Bet They Die Before They Reach Their First
Mothaf**kin' Sale
I Rep Them Underground Kings F**k Boy Pimp And Bun
If It's Action That You Wan't Mah Nigga Come Get You Some

It Must Be The Ice Or The Money That I Make
They Talk Behind My Back But They Won't Say It to My Face
Hoe, Say It to My Face (Yeah), Say It to My Face (Yeah)
They Talk Behind My Back But They Won't Say It to My Face
It Gotta Be These Cars Or The Trips That I Take
That Make em Wanna Hate, Won't You Say it in My Face Bitch
Hoe, Say It to My Face (Yeah), Say It to My Face (Yeah)
They Talk Behind My Back But They Won't Say It to My Face

(MJG)
They Call Me M Dot MJG I Mean That
I'm Packin' Some Weight And
They Ain't Talkin Bout Trill Jeans Them Niggas
They Like To Talk Shit In They Uniform Guess What
Them Niggas Still Phoney As The Unicorn
And I'll Be Damned If I Run You Bust Tho
They Ran Outta Guns Man U So Dumb
You Faker Than A Bitch Snitchen On The Track
I'm About To Pull a Bun
And Bust A F**kin' Cap

(8 Ball)
All Ball Do Is Smoke Weed And Get Bad Bitches
And If Ya'll Mad At Me For That Then Ya'll Niggas Some Bitches
Undercover Groupie Niggas Want Them Stop And Plead
For The Last Time I Don't Smoke Regular Weed
It Don't Matter Where We At Man
We Firin It Up
Security Don't Stop The Weed Man From Findin' Us
Industry Dick Suckas Keep Runnin Ya Mouth
And Imma Give Ya Motherf**kas Something To Talk About

It Must Be The Ice Or The Money That I Make
They Talk Behind My Back But They Won't Say It to My Face
Hoe, Say It to My Face (Yeah), Say It to My Face (Yeah)
They Talk Behind My Back But They Won't Say It to My Face
It Gotta Be These Cars Or The Trips That I Take
That Make em Wanna Hate, Won't You Say it in My Face Bitch
Hoe, Say It to My Face (Yeah), Say It to My Face (Yeah)
They Talk Behind My Back But They Won't Say It to My Face