All on Me

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8Ball - Rap

All on Me

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Common sense better tell you to grind and hustle Hit the streets like a man, use your mind and muscle We be all about the cream, living space age fantasies Tryin to make my wallet green as a can of peas We be them niggas, hoes brag they friends about Tell them hoes how we beat that pussy inside out I love it when you give me head in the benz Up and down swallow it, we gettin in the wind Never bashing women just them hoes to be given Headshots and what not to people for livin Who am I? Just another MC murderer Judge sentencing, all hip hop purgerers To death make a noose with the mic cord Hangin niggas from his feet till the blood starts Drippin from his nose suffocating them weak hoes Nobody warned you not to fuck around with Primro Suave affiliated nigga, we get much respect From niggas we check and all the checks we collect Let me tell you about this Suave House Fam shit The only niggas with that 4 1/2 gram shit Give me the money and the hoes and the good weed And the mic so I can practice killing MCs Dark dreams still come back in full colour Fire and thick smoke, chokin motherfuckers Hard pounded, the whizzle of the wind soundin Like a woman screamin in a pool drownin Am I insane from the frames givin to my brain Eyes photographin all my people and their pain Weak motherfuckers loosin and twist the game See some bullshit and blow out their own brain Hospitilized arm full of iv'z Motherfuckers criticize and deny me But who is the mad one? (who is the mad one) Who is truely insane? (who is truely insane) But who is the mad one? (who is the mad one) Who is truely insane? (who is truely insane) It's all on me, It's all on me It's all on me, It's all on me

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  • 8Ball