Lirik Lagu All 4 Nuthin' - Eightball
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ChorusA man would die a thousand timesBefore he reach one with soulThe one he beathes will be his last breathOr does any one ever knownHe died with his riches in the streetsBecause game, is all that he knowsSacrifice his life for the paperAnd that's just how the story goesYou do it all for nothin'
6:30 in the mornin' my mama wakin' me upTellin' me to get ready for school, or she gon' kick my buttIron my jeans till they creased, put on nikes and a fleeceShe thinks I'm goin' to school, but I'm headed for them streetsBefore 12 am, I done did more shit than a marineFall up in the school house, high off them greensHoes bobbin', who that young nigga with the FigeroThey call him big Ball, but his real name is Primrol4th period, american history ain't too interestin'My beeper blowin' up, my homies havin' a smoke session30 minutes later, I'm stadnin' on the avenueDuck pulled up in the cut, thangAskin' me what I wanna doJumped in the ride, fuck this shit, I ain't hesistatin'Trees, and chedddar cheese, keepin' me from graduatin'Hoes and clothes,Big bones, and voguesYoung nigga puttin' in work,Superstar of the ghetto
Chorus
Summertime, every weekend the club packedAfter 10, if I don't hit ya back, that's where I'm atMe and my folks get mad love from the freaky hoesSleaky hoes, right up under they nigga noseI'm at the bar gettin' lifted scopin' out the crewNiggaz chillin' after a hard week of payin' duesNorth Memphis niggazDick from Hollywood to DouglasOn the dance floor, provin' that they hood the roughestSouth side, and cast day and niggaz will rob you quickReposess what you posess like it was they shitBut I was a player, to all the players in other hoodsFrom dicks and hoesFrom Fraiser back to WestwoodNow I'm 19, my job is to supply the fiendsCook the rock, morphine, or a bag of greenPosted at my mom's house when in the came the doorBlack suits and search warrants and I'm the nigga they lookin' for
Everybody wants to live the lifeThe good life that was seenNobody wants to pay the priceBut we want to live a life thats freeWhy would they make such a thin lineEven below we're livin' itFor the life, I would do anythingThen do it all, then do it allAll for nothin'
All for nothin'All for nothin'Sometimes, we do it all for nothin'All for nothin'All for nothin'Sometimes, we do it all for nothin'All for nothin'All for nothin'Sometimes, we do it all for nothin'All for nothin'All for nothin'Sometimes, we do it all for nothin'
I'm 25 now, been gone away for 5 strongAnd so much shit has changed around my mama's homeMy P-O, said a nigga can't achieve pay no moreThe justice system tryin' to play me with revolvin' doorViolate parole and I'll be facin' time againIn the penn, tell me how a nigga supposed to win?I hit my niggaz up who turned me on back in the gameFinally came across some hedges and a quarter thingSo much has changed, these young niggaz be snortin' cocaineShootin' up heroin, and shootin' niggaz for ghetto fameI gotta lace my boots and wade through the muddy watersPrey on flesh, so I can feed my sons and daughtersAin't no love, niggaz hate to see another bubbleAt the club sittin' on chromeBrother playin' troubleCheefin' hay, before I knew it steel was in my faceI went for mine now I'm restin' in a better place
Chorus
6:30 in the mornin' my mama wakin' me upTellin' me to get ready for school, or she gon' kick my buttIron my jeans till they creased, put on nikes and a fleeceShe thinks I'm goin' to school, but I'm headed for them streetsBefore 12 am, I done did more shit than a marineFall up in the school house, high off them greensHoes bobbin', who that young nigga with the FigeroThey call him big Ball, but his real name is Primrol4th period, american history ain't too interestin'My beeper blowin' up, my homies havin' a smoke session30 minutes later, I'm stadnin' on the avenueDuck pulled up in the cut, thangAskin' me what I wanna doJumped in the ride, fuck this shit, I ain't hesistatin'Trees, and chedddar cheese, keepin' me from graduatin'Hoes and clothes,Big bones, and voguesYoung nigga puttin' in work,Superstar of the ghetto
Chorus
Summertime, every weekend the club packedAfter 10, if I don't hit ya back, that's where I'm atMe and my folks get mad love from the freaky hoesSleaky hoes, right up under they nigga noseI'm at the bar gettin' lifted scopin' out the crewNiggaz chillin' after a hard week of payin' duesNorth Memphis niggazDick from Hollywood to DouglasOn the dance floor, provin' that they hood the roughestSouth side, and cast day and niggaz will rob you quickReposess what you posess like it was they shitBut I was a player, to all the players in other hoodsFrom dicks and hoesFrom Fraiser back to WestwoodNow I'm 19, my job is to supply the fiendsCook the rock, morphine, or a bag of greenPosted at my mom's house when in the came the doorBlack suits and search warrants and I'm the nigga they lookin' for
Everybody wants to live the lifeThe good life that was seenNobody wants to pay the priceBut we want to live a life thats freeWhy would they make such a thin lineEven below we're livin' itFor the life, I would do anythingThen do it all, then do it allAll for nothin'
All for nothin'All for nothin'Sometimes, we do it all for nothin'All for nothin'All for nothin'Sometimes, we do it all for nothin'All for nothin'All for nothin'Sometimes, we do it all for nothin'All for nothin'All for nothin'Sometimes, we do it all for nothin'
I'm 25 now, been gone away for 5 strongAnd so much shit has changed around my mama's homeMy P-O, said a nigga can't achieve pay no moreThe justice system tryin' to play me with revolvin' doorViolate parole and I'll be facin' time againIn the penn, tell me how a nigga supposed to win?I hit my niggaz up who turned me on back in the gameFinally came across some hedges and a quarter thingSo much has changed, these young niggaz be snortin' cocaineShootin' up heroin, and shootin' niggaz for ghetto fameI gotta lace my boots and wade through the muddy watersPrey on flesh, so I can feed my sons and daughtersAin't no love, niggaz hate to see another bubbleAt the club sittin' on chromeBrother playin' troubleCheefin' hay, before I knew it steel was in my faceI went for mine now I'm restin' in a better place
Chorus
