You Know - Young Buck, 8Ball & MJG

Eightball, the one you know from bustin' flows

Bout that real shit and bout these shady ass hoes

I hit the block when I was 12 and I ain’t never leavin'

Kept a grip and kept on tippin' right through drought season

Never been a hater even at my lowest level

Some niggas get some change and sell they soul to the Devil

I’m drinkin' Dom, man I’m chiefin' on some green sticky

Space Age Pimpin' and my real niggas rollin' with me

Glocks and K’s and Rugers with the rubber grip

Got 'Tel two-way transmittin' on my hip

Keep it real with them niggas that be real with me

Orange Mile forever reppin' Memphis, Tennessee — MJG

Him and me, me and him, that’s how we rolled

Over ten million records sold, Platinum and Gold

We broke the mold, ain’t no duplicatin' the two

Who makin' hit shit in clutch situations

And demonstratin' the real quality of a team which consists of

Eightball & MJG, we do this shit cause it feel good

First of all, we sacrificed for it

But afford it, then motherfuckers sheist for it

In the jungle of concrete just within one beat

Of the heart you can be taken apart

Ain’t no regret but scars from my battlin' hard tactics

I think I’ll roll with the paper, you can keep the plastic

I know you niggas got doe

I saw you in them videos

I know you niggas stay high

I saw you at the club right?

I know you niggas keep hoes

I saw you with them freak hoes

I know you niggas got it made

I saw you on the front page

I’ve seen a lot of niggas come and go

Saw some shit fall and seen a lot of shit grow

Money here, money gone like a magic trick

Real hustlers hustle with or without that shit

I get my grind on daily cause I wanna see

Me and my niggas gettin' paid 'til we elderly

And it ain’t hard if we all put that work in

Keep it twerkin 'til they close the fuckin' curtains

We all dream and we all have fantasies

Every nigga wanna buy that house for mama G

But life is like a roll of the dice, right

Sometimes you win and sometimes you just might

Lose it all, fucked up sick and don’t know what to do

That’s when you find out who really down to bust for you

I rock and roll from my heart and let my soul glow

And don’t worry about what a nigga think he know, ya know?

I know you niggas got doe

I saw you in them videos

I know you niggas stay high

I saw you at the club right?

I know you niggas keep hoes

I saw you with them freak hoes

I know you niggas got it made

I saw you on the front page

Nothin' but 24/7 — 365

Eleven to eleven I be off in the fire

Of this revolution, the solution is what I’m spittin'

Fat stacks of green backs is what I’m gettin'

Jaw bones and microphones, that’s what I’m hittin'

I’m hangin' on the edge of the cliff with no mittens

Thick flickin', chrome smokin', preferred potion

Man will never touch my flow, deep as the ocean

When you go down too far and you — can’t seem to light

Best to look out for that pressure baby, it bust pipes

I got too much fight — in my heart, body, my insight

Is magnifyed a thousand times, more than the average guys

My status lies right before you with no disguise

The black mack is here to step up and so I rise

My shit has gone way past cold, it’s freeze dry

One brain can’t do what I do, you need five

I know you niggas got doe

I saw you in them videos

I know you niggas stay high

I saw you at the club right?

I know you niggas keep hoes

I saw you with them freak hoes

I know you niggas got it made

I saw you on the front page