Eightball & MJG - Do You Really? (f/ MJG) lyrics

Yeah, it's time to get crunked up in this b**h You know what I'm talkin' about Yeah, Eightball and MJG, for my real n***az Layin' it down for all my real n***az Yeah, uh Let's get it crunk up in this b**h Where ya at? Where ya at huh? Where ya at huh? Where ya at? Where ya at huh? This for all them real gangsta-a** n***a Yeah for all them real, gangsta-a** b**hes yaknowhamsayin'? My brothers gettin' money out here yaknowhamsayin'? Real underground lovin' muh'f**ers, get the club buck Yaknahmtalkin''bout? Yeah, yeah MJ, G up in yo sh** like some toilet paper Get fresh wit' me n***a I'ma spoil it later You'll float backside up in a swamp of gators Then you'se a snack-sized n***a, formerly a hater Heavy weighters, street poetry creators Double-barrel blast for you pimp game perpetrators Can't touch us, I know you wanna be us Fake-a** rappers can't f** wit' what we bust Whoa, do you really wanna get crunk? Hey, do you really wanna get buck? Whoa, do you really wanna get crunk? Hey, all my players, all my gangstas Whoa, do you really wanna get crunk? Hey, do you really wanna get buck? Whoa, do you really wanna get crunk? Hey, all my hustlers, all my grinders Roll through, one deep, heat in the waistband Jealous-a** n***az might try and touch a made man Crazy rap fans, followin' my rap van Wanna get a hug, wanna shake a playa hand Smoke somethin', I'm a fiend for the sticky green My whole team, keep it clean like a pinky ring Hardcore like a scene in Cabrini Green Plenty green get a young n***a anything Excursion, escalade with the big rims Denim suits, soulja rag with my gold Timbs Poppin' pills like a n***a eatin' M&M's Shoppin' deals at the table wit the best of them Leave the rest of them, way in the back Weak-a** rappers get smoked like a sack Fat Boy did that, didn't nobody help me MJ to the G Do you really wanna get buck? Then tell the truth, I don't give a f** Each day is a blessin', I'ma live it up Put ya best south fit in the cleaner Da, da, dun, da, dun, hit the horn like Leana I never seen a, party crunker than the one I'm in b**h pullin' contest we done won again We hit the scene all the women start swarmin' in I feel like I died, went to heaven and born again Pimp tight, MJ f**in' G d**h wish meant for anybody touchin' me I'ma hit the dancefloor with a attitude Who's the k**er now? Tell me who's the badder dude? Who's the one who ain't afraid to let the bullets fly? If you know you ain't gon' use it, why you pull it why? Do you really wanna k** me and do time? And leave ya kids and ya girlfriend left behind? Whoa, do you really wanna get crunk? Hey, do you really wanna get buck? Whoa, do you really wanna get crunk? Hey, all my players, all my gangstas Whoa, do you really wanna get crunk? Hey, do you really wanna get buck? Whoa, do you really wanna get crunk? Hey, all my hustlers, all my grinders Do you really wanna hit the sauna With some b**hes and marijuana? Sailboats offa the beaches of California Getcha game tighter as a fist and the ice that's on it Y'all ain't crunker than us, ghetto performers Street roamers, still keepin' the heat on us Corner on a nice day, n***a just thought I'd warn ya Eightball and MJG, we the buckest Dope sh** n***a, roll us up in the Duchess One of the hardest n***az that you will ever meet Two of the hardest n***az to bust over beats It's all real, never fantasy or incomplete Incomplete emcees just can't compete Hear defeat, I'm elite when I grab a sheet Grab a pen and compose what my life hold f** what a n***a stole I'ma still roll Fifty deep, fifty feet from you weak hoes Whoa, do you really wanna get crunk? Hey, do you really wanna get buck? Whoa, do you really wanna get crunk? Hey, all my players, all my gangstas Whoa, do you really wanna get crunk? Hey, do you really wanna get buck? Whoa, do you really wanna get crunk? Hey, all my hustlers, all my grinders Whoa, do you really wanna get crunk? Hey, do you really wanna get buck? Whoa, do you really wanna get crunk? Hey, all my players, all my gangstas Whoa, do you really wanna get crunk? Hey, do you really wanna get buck? Whoa, do you really wanna get crunk? Hey, all my hustlers, all my grinders Whoa, do you really wanna get crunk? Hey, do you really wanna get buck? Whoa, do you really wanna get crunk? Hey, all my players, all my gangstas