Comin Out Hard - 8Ball & MJG

Comin Out Hard - 8Ball & MJG Lyric

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[8Ball:]
8Ball will come out hard with the gangsta lean
Gold smile for the women that be jockin' the green
I'm a gangster, not a trick on a stroll
You gotta pimp that thing, keep a trick on hold
Stay on top of the world, with a gun in your hand
Take control of a woman and fear no man
It be hard for me to see a day without cash
If you got it and I don't, I'll blast your ass
With the quickness, because a pimp don't play
I got to work on my game and think of ways to get paid
Born in the Mound, down, deep in the South
With the brothers with the curls and gold teeth in they mouth
In the Chevrolet Impalas with the Cragars and Vogues
Four deep with the 'yac, smokin' fat mac indo
Fall up in the mall with the pimp's baton
Got a TEC in my pants, you step to me and it's on
Got a family in Memphis, gang in Texas
T-Money in the Jag, JB in the Lexus
Flex this pimp tight mind in the studio
Or, I'm comin' out hard

[Joi (8Ball):]
Oh I, Oh I, baby, baby
(Comin' out hard)
Oh I, Oh I, baby, baby
(Comin' out hard)
Oh I, Oh I, baby, baby
(Comin' out hard)
Oh I, Oh I, ooh ooh, ooh

[MJG:]
MJG, description of brother
And one who tends to always keep his business undercover
But still I wind up in the middle of a clique
Some I heard, he heard, she heard
Should I continue to listen to the rumors, the garbage?
Trick I ain't barring this, sucker, let's start this rumble
Swing trick, you missed, I hit, tumble
Into the speaker, now you feelin' weaker
Man, don't step when you think you got backup
Looking for some help but your boys just slacked up
Punked out, got back, lay low
Headin' to the front door, sneaking out real slow
How you feel now? What's wrong? What's the matter?
Mama never told you not to play with those rappers
MJG got loose in the nine deuce
But for the Nine-Trey, the pimps don't play, wait
I'ma stay true, some of y'all gon' trade
Some of y'all I'ma like, some of y'all I'ma hate
But see I'm in it to win it, not in it for a part
And it's considered a job, for me to come out damn hard

[Joi (8Ball):]
(Comin' out hard)
Oh I, Oh I, baby, baby
(Comin' out hard)
Oh I, Oh I, baby, baby
(Comin' out hard)
Oh I, Oh I, baby, baby
(Comin' out hard)
Oh I, Oh I, ooh ooh, ooh

[8Ball:]
I gotta come out hard as hell just like the life I lead
Cool, feed on the next nigga's greed
DJ Cribs cuttin' up, lil' Hank gettin' buck
Killers be shootin' up suckers with no guts
I'm scoping big bucks, lookin' for the payoff
Livin' like a pimpster, takin' every day off
Ridin' through the hood with my niggas, gettin' smoked out
Fall up in the mall, on a ho stroll, locced out
Cool, calm and collected, comin' out hard
MJG count it down

[MJG:]
One, two, three points I gotta get across
One, don't, two, make me, three, go off
Suckers get stuck up in a phase
Tryin' to amaze somebody else
But they find that it don't pay
I'm gonna keep droppin' tracks, smokin' fat mack haze
In the ashtray, three quarts put away
Gat on the table 'cause I'm able, I'ma keep it
Right up on the shelf where I know that I can reach it
My mind is a weapon, 'cause I'm smart from the start
MJG (Pimps don't play from the Nine Tre)
Comin' out hard

[Joi (8Ball):]
Oh I, Oh I, baby, baby
(Comin' out hard)
Oh I, Oh I, baby, baby
(Comin' out hard)
Oh I, Oh I, baby, baby
(Comin' out hard)
Oh I, Oh I, ooh ooh, ooh

[Joi:]
Oh I, Oh I, baby, baby
Oh I, Oh I, baby, baby
Oh I, Oh I, baby, baby
Oh I, Oh I, baby, baby
Oh I, ooh ooh

~ End of Comin Out Hard - 8Ball & MJG Lyric ~