8ball Mjg Memphis City Blues Lyrics

Memphis City Blues Lyrics

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Said I got the blues (2X)



Memphis City Blues







8Ball



Yeah, Light up the green, watch me light up the room



Watch me light up the mic, fat boy be the truth



Nigga live and learn, learn the streets or get burned



Niggas take what you earn, they be slick as a perm



Man I try to be slicker, try to be cunning and quicker



Try to be more than just another broke ass nigga



In this game of life, lose your life in the game



Take a life full of pain, make you remember my name



From the home of the blues, thought I paid my dues



It’s hard to fill my shoes, imitators abuse



I just love the music, like my heart or my brain



Couldn’t live without it, that’s impossible man



I’m unstoppable man, from the bottom I came



Niggas scratching for bread, stumbled up on the fame



Humble niggas with game, shut yo mouth up and listen



Recognize it’s a blessing thankful just to be living







Chorus



I got the Memphis City Blues



Ooh, I could feel it now



The neighborhood pimps introduced us to pimping



And everybody we know 



Used to play in them, street oh man, oh man, oh man







I got the Memphis City Blues



Ooh, I could feel it now 



The neighborhood pimps introduced us to pimping (This is how they put it
down)



And everybody we know 



Used to play in them, street oh man, oh man, oh man







MJG



I had the Memphis City jones running through my bones



Way, way back with A+ beepers and gray phones



Even further back when I was just playing around the yard



Riding bikes and shit, falling and getting my legs scarred



In the music city, Memphis, Tenn they turned me into this



My dad and a couple of my friends they played instruments



And when we used to roll to school at 16



We bumped shit like Bobby Womack and Al Green



Hell, I knew most of the old school shit from front to end



I would start to memorize four fives at age 10



I come from a city where R & B run deep



And the blues was the music that paved the whole street



It was only natural that we would take the torch and run wit it



Be serious but still have a little fun wit it



MJG from a town that runs real deep



Ask B.B. King and Isaac Hayes on Bill Street







Chorus







8Ball



Yeah, On that pimping man, me and G was born and raised



Commodores, O’Jays, Frankie Beverly and Maze



Windows rolled down, no AC cause the gas low



Bread at a minimum but still we found a place to go



North to the South at my nigga house



Chiefing out



Skipping school learning what the Memphis City Blues bout



Me and G and a whole bunch of others



Had a rocky road to travel just to make the world love us







MJG



Cause it’s The Memphis City really to call it itty bitty



Would be an understatement



We got big ass, cash, and titties



Big pimping working and hurt



The pockets of big tippers



Side dippers



And big jails to hide niggas



But we stayed out em



Hard times we prayed bout em



Nigga step up talking that shit and I laid out em



MJG reppin the Memphis Tennie



You and I could feel it



Pass me some of the Henny