Shot Off Ludacris Lyrics - 8ball And Mjg

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[intro: eightball]
He he he yeeah

[verse 1: eightball]
What kind of nigga always run his mouth like a hoe
Like his jaw got a battery this nigga always know
Who got robbed got shot who got put on lock
Nobody invited you and still you got up in the spot
Me i'm not a witness keep my distance mind my business
You somebody talk you in they mouth like a dentist
We keep it gangsta mommas love it cause they know it's real
Like ugk "we keeps it real" mobbin' through the field
Big ball fatboy unload heat when my brain spill
You for it images without no coke connect pills
We keep it crunk and poppin' real niggaz know the deal
We bad boys anywhere we at we smoke and kill
You try to stop it get yo' xxxx broke up in twenty pieces
We roll deep in brand new vehicles wit secret features
Game preachers move yo' pimpin' for you mamasitas
We players on the field y'all niggaz in them bleachers

[chorus: eightball - (repeat 2x)]
You talkin' down behind my back (uh) you done shot off nigga
Fifty four or twenty sack you done shot off nigga
If you fly and got a gun (uh) when the drama come you run (uh)
You know what you just done you done shot off nigga

[verse 2: mjg]
Man come on now you done shot off just like mike davis lost a knockoff
Or his tight-ass shirt when the button pop off
You standin' it's snowin' you got yo' shoes and socks on
Who holds the key? no xxxxxxx bout it i broke the lock off
I grew the top off took the comma period dot off
And ran on wit it and broke you a whole lot off
I'm gettin' hot and startin' to boil don't turn the pot off
You just affected wit it pimpin' yo get yo' rocks off
Release some pressure stop all that cryin' and wipe ya snot off
Excuses you be usin' for losin' it's cheap as hot sauce
Earn yo' position stop hatin' beacuse you not boss
M-j-g pimp tight i'm movin' yo' spot off
And i don't reach stoppin' yo' plans xxxxxxx yo' plot off
I go hard and i don't sheave and i'm not off
And livin' on the edge rebellin' i'm never dropped off
Like aaron hall "don't be afraid" xxxxx call the cops off

[chorus: eightball - (repeat 2x)]

[verse 3: ludacris]
Now you can either check yo' ego at the do' (door) or let the drama unfold
And check my rap sheet xxxxx i'm almost ten million sold
I'm only rappin' cause i want to i got enough plaques
Needless to say my favorite rappers told me to get on this track
And so i did it quickly wrote my sixteen down and spit it
By the end of the verse you'll say "once again ludacris xxxx it"
Then i'll wipe this wit yo' face and put yo' pride in the trash
My whole career is like my video i'm showin' my ass
I keeps it "gangsta gangsta!" shooters and shanksters
Until you shot off xxxxxxxxxxxxx i'm a "thank ya thank ya!"
Runnin' yo' mouth behind my back until you run out of time
But at least yo' talkin' let's me know some millions stay on yo' mind
It ain't nothin' wrong wit that
Tell em grabbin' the thang and then i put it to yo' brain
And change everything you ever hope fo' (for) wit the .44
You'll be fallin' back
And yacht - is what i'm drinkin' steady thinkin' bout these pigs chasin'
I'm bout to bring home the bacon

[chorus: eightball - (repeat 4x)]

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