Eightball

Eightball - Slab Rider lyrics

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[MGJ Intro]<br />

Huh, yeah, Ball you could dig this one ponta<br />

Got that boom, huh, boom-boom, boom, boom<br />

<br />

[Chorus Children] 2x<br />

He is the Slab Rider<br />

Orange Mounder, Third-Coast Sider<br />

He is the Slab Rider<br />

Big hydro, fifthteen riders<br />

<br />

[Eightball verse 1]<br />

Who wanna ride wit the big Ball<br />

Im fo dos, I got room enough for all of yall<br />

If you don't know me Im the one they call the "Fat<br />

Mack"<br />

Im givin instructions on, "How to Lace a Phat Track"<br />

I come from hard times hopin Im never goin back<br />

Never thought that all of this would come from writing<br />

Raps<br />

Big money, big grills, big cars<br />

Women used to trip, now they wanna know who we are<br />

I stayed the same while everything around me changed<br />

My old pontas locked up fuckin wit them thangs<br />

Its not a game, really it's a damn shame<br />

Cause if I wasn't here I'd probably be wit them mane<br />

Thank the Lord Im not, knock on wood baby<br />

This whole world crazy, everybody livin shady<br />

And Im stuck in the middle stayin true to myself<br />

I can't be nobody else, tell em who I am...<br />

<br />

[Chorus Children] 2x<br />

He is the Slab Rider<br />

Orange Mounder, Third-Coast Sider<br />

He is the Slab Rider<br />

Big hydro, fifthteen riders<br />

<br />

[Eightball verse 2]<br />

From Lamar Cove and Orange Mound<br />

To Bill St. where the legendary put it down<br />

Memphis, Tennessee is where I got my home training<br />

In the streets instead of sittin at home complainin<br />

Mississippi, Arkansas, and everything in-between<br />

I know it's real, but it all feels like a dream<br />

In New Orleans smokin out wit my dogg Woo<br />

When done seen so much shit between me and you<br />

Nashville Ima holla at my nigga C<br />

All my niggas, oh yeah rest in peace P<br />

Dallas, Im wit Rally at Phenomena<br />

Houston Im everywhere, holla at me Ma<br />

But it aint nothing like them thick-ass Georgia<br />

Peaches<br />

Sweet fruit and they never are out of season<br />

It don't matter if you in the ghetto or the burbs<br />

Ask somebody, whos that... and they'll say...<br />

<br />

[Chorus Children] 2x<br />

He is the Slab Rider<br />

Orange Mounder, Third-Coast Sider<br />

He is the Slab Rider<br />

Big hydro, fifthteen riders<br />

<br />

[Eightball verse 3]<br />

My nigga G in V.I.P, in St. Lou<br />

Duke and Coo runners in Miami can't forget you<br />

Jacksonville, Tallahassee, Sapp smokin wit me<br />

Me and Moss in Minnesota smokin green-sticky<br />

Dave and 'Toine got my back when Im in the Apple<br />

My cousin Forty got me drinkin E&J and Snapple<br />

Louisville, Money Mike what's the deal baby<br />

All my Alabama niggas keep it real baby<br />

O.H and the Dime always on my mind<br />

Cleveland to Cincinnati hoes so fine<br />

Detroit all the way to Flint, Michigan<br />

I spanked this broad but I really wanted to spank her<br />

Friend<br />

Nappy City where the thugs keep it real gritty<br />

Chi-Town where you might loses yo life quickly<br />

From the streets, to the clubs, to the stage<br />

Ask about Ball, and they all gone say...<br />

<br />

[Chorus Children] 2x<br />

He is the Slab Rider<br />

Orange Mounder, Third-Coast Sider<br />

He is the Slab Rider<br />

Big hydro, fifthteen riders<br />

<br />

[Children] 2x<br />

Keep ridin, ridin, ridin, Eighball just keep on<br />

Ridin<br />

Keep ridin, ridin, ridin, Orange Mound and<br />

Third-Coast Sidin<br />

<br />

[Eightball Outro]<br />

Yeah, yeah Fat Boy... representin you know what Im<br />

Talkin bout<br />

Like always baby, stay shocked out, to all my real<br />

Niggas stayin down<br />

Stayin true, ya know what Im sayin<br />

We gone get this money baby, we gone do it how it go,<br />

Yot know what Im talkin bout<br />

Yeah, we gone grind, we gone hustle<br />

All them boys that didn't think we could do it, the<br />

Doubters, the haters we gone do it for them<br />

We doin it for the doubter and haters, the one that<br />

Think we can't do it, yeah this for you<br />

Straight from them slab riders, them niggas that be<br />

Grindin for real, them niggas that be hustlin for<br />

Real<br />

Them niggas that be on the streets<br />

<br />

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