360 Degrees Lyrics - Singles - Eightball & Mjg

Weeblelations 

Weeblelations, testin', testin', testin', testin' 

Hey, turn my mic up, this a bitch, I got my dudes up in this mutha fucka 

That boy 8ball, 4-Tay, Speeze-weeze, Spice-weeze, ya smell me? 

It's E-feeze, mutha fuckaz ain't understandin' the signs of this 

I cuss a mutha fucka out 

Niggaz gon' be feelin' what I'm revealin' 

Tryin' to do some healin' an' at the same time make a million 

Vibrate love an' happiness in this ghetto maze 

Hate us playaz, got this ryhme stayin' in a rage 

Kill wit a pill, broke game like Nintendo 

Three hours an' fourty-four minutes straight to Frisco 

Bumpin' the rappin', 4-Tayzee baby 

Me an' 40 Water in the big body Mercedes 

Four hundred, five hundred V-12 black Coupe 

None of my weebles wake that Barkley comin' out the roof 

Choppin' major game on the strength 

Man, we goes back juss like them splinters an' 'em temps, uh 

Met this bitch that was in Houston, said she was from Houston though 

Said her profession just was stackin' major paper roll 

First at times it seems, gold credit cards, we kiss that ass 

Went from Bennies to Bossalini's, collectin' cash 

They whistlin', I'm glistin' like Sammy Davis 

Born an' raised in the Bay, them hataz can't fade us 

I am the rapper that they call 4-Tay 

360 degrees, they can't fade the Yay, fool 

Fuckin' off in the Bay wit some crazy niggaz 

Gettin' drunk, gettin' high, so they saved ya nigga 

From the bottom of the stream to the top of the mountain 

In the 'O' straight clownin', talkin' 'bout what's goin' down 

An' these niggaz feelin' me, soakin' up the love I give 

Nigga, all of us got kids, an' only got one life to live 

But sometimes that shit don't matta 

Animosity can lead we to ratta-tatta, splatta 

All over shit leavin' tricks motionless 

Drinkin' blood like I been spittin' fire like kiss 

The only nigga sick as this behind me 

Is the gangsta, S P I C E 

(Yeah, smell me, yo) 

Five albums in the game, 500 Benzo in my name 

Five niggaz in a bucket, five zig-zags to the brain 

To the greedy lil' paper, I'm on the MTV news 

I'm havin' slugs fo shistey niggaz, tryin' ta give me the blues 

I ain't a mutha fuckin' Italian but my crew run like the Mafia 

8ball, 4-Tay, Banks an' 40 Water 

An' me Bossalini, Freddy Chico, Chanelle shit 

Met a couple of incidents where some niggaz tried to kill me 

Just a part of the game, jealous niggaz out fo' fame 

When steady bustin' at me is to give no name 

But when they runnin' up on this muthafuckin' Don 

They catchin' pieces of hell, hot slugs from a nigga 

That's fresh out on bail 

Long time comin', baby, somewhere off in the hills 

Me an' 40 Waters choppin' it up, keep or kill 

On the real about this underground lifestyle 

Intoxicated an' always heavily sedated 

Bank's rocks the beat, I grab the mic an' bust 

Turn into a monster, eatin' weak MC's up 

Smokin' trees up, pinnin' hoes knees up 

Feds wouldn't ease up, had to put the keys up 

Findin' Jesus prayin' fo the weak 

Hopin' somebody's on they knees prayin' fo' me 

In the midnight hour, somewhere on them drugs 

In a room full 'o thugs, 40' tell 'em how it was 

They shot my mama's house up, back in 1992 

I keep goin' back an' play possum like I don't know who 

If I knew who? What? When? Where an' how? 

If I knew back then, would I know now? 

The rap game ain't never gon' be decreasin' 

The only thing the rap game gon' keep on doin' is increasin' 

And there will be no over night sensations them 40, 8ball, MJG 

Only drip we been layin' it down since Trout season 

Now, all of a sudden I look good as Toni Braxton 

In a white house wit toys of traction 

Up-percussion, ya may wanna take a second look 

You can find me in the Florida designs book 

The hall of game, is a 420 wit chrome rims all day 

Parked up on [Incomprehehsible] 

Nigga, this ain't none of that only reason I'm doin' a song wit dude 

An 'em is 'cuz I want they region, recognize game 

Game recognize game 

360 degrees of game, talkin' 'bout game, talkin' 'bout game 

360 degrees of game wit hella bomb on the brain 

360 degrees of game, talkin' 'bout game, talkin' 'bout game 

360 degrees of game wit hella bomb on the brain 

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A-la, la, la