8th Block Lyrics

M8V3N, M8V3N gang
Shooter, shooter, that's shooter gang
Shooter gang gang gang gang
M8V3N, M8V3N gang
Shooter, shooter, that's shooter gang
(Great John on the beat by the way)
Shooter gang gang gang gang
Look

I done been through the struggle
I see how they talk, why they lyin' in music
And I been through the system
There's no way to beat it it's come for that bread or you losin'
Watch all them bitches who pickin' and choosin'
'Cause them be the ones have you snoozin'
Never get comfy, just stick it and move it
Live and you learn about what I'm talkin' bout
Nigga triple your bands
Bet that money gone be there before you go stretchin' your hand
Depend on your bitch
Use that money to help you select out the fakest of friends
Depend on no man
Never switch on you mans, or tell on your mans no matter the situation
Couple hundreds in hand I stretch it instead and flex like shit was lit
I was broke, they ain't give me shit
And my class remember how they'd laugh
With the gang jokin' in the back
But school wasn't for me I was skippin' on

Made the grip hot nigga pass it off
Twist up your bitch and I'm slappin' raw
On the 8th block niggas risk it all it was just a call, it was just a call
First grip I had I was itchin' for 'em
Lucky ain't runnin' to plenty of 'em On the 8th block niggas risk it all, it was just a call, it was just a call
They knew my name way before I knew 'em
Haters gone hate hope I run into 'em
On the 8th block niggas risk it all, it was just a call, it was just a call

Clap for me, love it when she make it clap for me
No homo the game make it clap for me
Don't come and get left in the past for free
Love my lil' bitch, said I love my lil' bitch
She spittin' on nastily
I love my lil' bitch, said I love my lil' bitch
She doin' me nastily
Lately been holdin' my anger in
I just been holdin' my anger in
Flex when you see me, ha, flex when you see me
I'm catching a man again
They want me locked up in a pen again, huh
Stuck in a pen again, they plotting' on me all the way to the end
I ride for my brothers 'til you see the end

Made the grip hot nigga pass it off
Twist up your bitch and I'm slappin' raw
On the 8th block niggas risk it all it was just a call, it was just a call
First grip I had I was itchin' for 'em
Lucky ain't runnin' to plenty of 'em
On the 8th block niggas risk it all, it was just a call, it was just a call

It was just a call, it was just a call
It was just a call, it was just a call
It was just a call, it was just a call
It was just a call, it was just a call

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