Eightball Amp Mjg We Started This Lyrics

We Started This Lyrics

Chorus (2x)



 We started the shit, and we gon' finish the shit!



 



 MJG:



 



 Riding down the strip on a trip in my 'Ham sammich



 Started this shit and I'm gon' finish yes I am dammit



 We gonna slam it down like to hit it, here its shitted



 Here its time for them niggas in Memphis, Tenn to get deep within it



 How deep? shit the devil stay right down the street



 and why you mad? the rebels tied a brother by his feet



 for what, for what I don't know they tied him to a pickup truck



 then posted up and down like they didn't really give a fuck



 I get rid of bigots with bad racial equalities



 bust back at KKK's who try to follow me



 these hollowties saving my ass in crucial situations



 any other tactics I need, I use imagination



 I'm ten steps ahead of your ass type of nigga



 shit that I already know you try to figure



 give up, put your ship up, don't try to sail



 don't you see we got this shit built up, can't pry a nail



 in my foundation my sound making too many bump all out the trunk



 get crunk and blow blunts and buck jump



 ain't no luck chump we come intentional with this dope shit



 using a pen or a pencil back when I wrote this



 space age, feel it perculatin' but all this hurt and hatin'



 still keep on bringing people back to old situations



 I change the stations but they playing the same list



 we started the shit and we gon' finish the shit



 



 Chorus (4x)



 



 Eightball:



 



 Mental battlescars polluting my cranium



 watered down fake niggas I'm draining 'em and training 'em



 Claiming them Suave House niggas to the dirt bitch



 cross the family and you gon' find yourself gettin hurt, bitch



 peices all in a nigga mind it ain't reality



 fuck reconciliation, niggas don't want no unity



 born dyin every minute death is closer to me



 its like I'm in a movie, except I'm feeling everything



 pain when another motherfucker try to touch me



 anger when a petty player faker try to fuck me



 8-B-A-double L, fat M-A-C



 nice with a mic and I don't think you wanna fuck with me



 love head doctors and I don't mean a psyciatrist



 bitches with that lip grip tighter than a gorilla fist



 pimp shit, when is everybody gonna learn



 Pimps and gangstas make the universe turn



 poverty with the right amount of hustle turns to riches



 but wrong situations turn hard niggas to bitches



 I was born in the war zone fought for everything I got



 learned about my hustle, nigga worked and made the shit hot



 hoes started jockin niggas, boppin like they bitches too



 other niggas mad cause they only sold a tape or two



 fuck what you heard nigga fuck who you be



 suave got the hookup cause suave got the cheese nigga



 



 Chorus (8x)