8BALL AND MJG - Look at the Grillz lyrics

rate me

(feat. T.I., Twista)


Look at the grill [x4]


this for my niggaz with the bank roles (look at the grill on my pimp mobile)

this for my niggaz with the pretty cars (look at the grill on my pimp mobile)

this for my niggaz who got all the hoes (look at the grill on my pimp mobile)

this for my niggaz who don't give a fuck (look at the grill on my pimp mobile)


(hey! Grand hustle Bad Boy south lets ride nigga)

chevy super clean, two or three screens

watch a nigga be to the left I lean

50 karats in the crown, niggaz no more sceam

just to let you sucker niggaz know I'm the king

this green I smoke we call it drow

its dead-liest from memphis Tenn

you see my folk we ain't no joke

don't turn this into a murder scene

I'm paranoid, tone misquoted

should not since my early teens

but I'm drop that note, grab me under sixteen

you can bring all the niggaz you want to bring

hey! I thought you were running things

all you did was run the screens

must be out his mind thinking' the steel won't touch him

see it on the bush let it burn like Usher

click, click, bang you can end the discussion

ain't shit sweet cause I seen you unpleasant

I steal would spray broad day ain't nothing

the lilac one AK doing something

I'm immuned to the drama

act a fool if you wanna

lean in my pocket, 40 calb by the stomach

he acting' like he want it, I'm show a nigga somethin

somebody phinna to have put (&#&#*^%)

I don't tolerate suckas who be trying me

take a special kind of nigga to defies me

similar to 8ball and MJG been coming that hard since 93

niggaz know, ain't no out shinning me

I've been the G you're trying' to be

I mob with gorillas, squaders and robbers

and killers true niggaz gonna ride me

[chorus x2]


take a look at my wheels, rolling through the south

still spinning and I'm still smoking heavy

look at both of my grills, my motherfucking mouth

looking just like the rims on the chevy

pimp twist I'm a playa still, ballin' in the game come major bills

come and take a trip with me to hater Ville

on some 24 omegas and gator grill

fuck a twist. fuck you bitch

I don't really wanna have to bust you bitch

roman gold shine so hard

niggaz out here know they can't touch that shit

I don't trip, niggaz pull up

I be lookin' proud when I bust that dutch

specially when I look at the mac in the black Cadillac

and the bubbles in the hummer truck

when you see a nigga cruise through

niggaz try to jack you and loose my coop is by the kennel wheels

mother fucker wanna take my style

cause niggaz out here know I'm only fucking with the bonnet grills

and the haters wanna see me fall

how can I let y'all niggaz play me

shited on their good then I pull up

from my vehicle while bumpin' 8 Ball & MJG

twista bitch and I from the shy

with my memphis connect and I ain't going' lie

we be specializing in and up coming with dope shit

and pulling up in cool whips that's fly

still drink, still blow, then I creep through the hood real slow

while I bump kamikaze shit, while I scream look at my grill hoe

[chorus x2]


old grill smile, wiling out up in the VIP

the club close at five 'o'clock, we pulling up around three

wood grain wheel gripping, Cinderella sipping

I like my jewelry golden like a piece of fried chicken

money players is demon like I'm willy beaming

like a bitch that practice sucking dick and drinking semen

she sceaming dreaming, wishing she can be my number one

forever young, mama I just wanna' to have some fun


don't try to ever take my cash from me

you mine as well, jump of a cliff you fucking crash dummy

like that's my last money

this for my niggaz who be bussin' back to perpetrators

we don't discriminate, we'll hurt now hurt you later

but I ain't worried, I smoke one on you fucking haters

and I'm hidding gators on the refrigerator

down south memphis Tenn. pimpin' gotta rep it

the third I did, that nigga rugg, boy that nigga pimpin

[chorus x2]

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