Do You Really? (f/ Mjg) Lyrics - Eightball & Mjg

Yeah, it's time to get crunked up in this bitch 

You know what I'm talkin' about 

Yeah, Eightball and MJG, for my real niggaz 

Layin' it down for all my real niggaz 

Yeah, uh 

Let's get it crunk up in this bitch 

Where ya at? 

Where ya at huh? Where ya at huh? 

Where ya at? Where ya at huh? 

This for all them real gangsta-ass nigga 

Yeah for all them real, gangsta-ass bitches yaknowhamsayin'? 

My brothers gettin' money out here yaknowhamsayin'? 

Real underground lovin' muh'fuckers, get the club buck 

Yaknahmtalkin''bout? Yeah, yeah 

MJ, G up in yo shit like some toilet paper 

Get fresh wit' me nigga I'ma spoil it later 

You'll float backside up in a swamp of gators 

Then you'se a snack-sized nigga, formerly a hater 

Heavy weighters, street poetry creators 

Double-barrel blast for you pimp game perpetrators 

Can't touch us, I know you wanna be us 

Fake-ass rappers can't fuck wit' what we bust 

Whoa, do you really wanna get crunk? 

Hey, do you really wanna get buck? 

Whoa, do you really wanna get crunk? 

Hey, all my players, all my gangstas 

Whoa, do you really wanna get crunk? 

Hey, do you really wanna get buck? 

Whoa, do you really wanna get crunk? 

Hey, all my hustlers, all my grinders 

Roll through, one deep, heat in the waistband 

Jealous-ass niggaz might try and touch a made man 

Crazy rap fans, followin' my rap van 

Wanna get a hug, wanna shake a playa hand 

Smoke somethin', I'm a fiend for the sticky green 

My whole team, keep it clean like a pinky ring 

Hardcore like a scene in Cabrini Green 

Plenty green get a young nigga anything 

Excursion, escalade with the big rims 

Denim suits, soulja rag with my gold Timbs 

Poppin' pills like a nigga eatin' M&M's 

Shoppin' deals at the table wit the best of them 

Leave the rest of them, way in the back 

Weak-ass rappers get smoked like a sack 

Fat Boy did that, didn't nobody help me 

MJ to the G 

Do you really wanna get buck? 

Then tell the truth, I don't give a fuck 

Each day is a blessin', I'ma live it up 

Put ya best south fit in the cleaner 

Da, da, dun, da, dun, hit the horn like Leana 

I never seen a, party crunker than the one I'm in 

Bitch pullin' contest we done won again 

We hit the scene all the women start swarmin' in 

I feel like I died, went to heaven and born again 

Pimp tight, MJ fuckin' G 

Death wish meant for anybody touchin' me 

I'ma hit the dancefloor with a attitude 

Who's the killer now? Tell me who's the badder dude? 

Who's the one who ain't afraid to let the bullets fly? 

If you know you ain't gon' use it, why you pull it why? 

Do you really wanna kill me and do time? 

And leave ya kids and ya girlfriend left behind? 

Whoa, do you really wanna get crunk? 

Hey, do you really wanna get buck? 

Whoa, do you really wanna get crunk? 

Hey, all my players, all my gangstas 

Whoa, do you really wanna get crunk? 

Hey, do you really wanna get buck? 

Whoa, do you really wanna get crunk? 

Hey, all my hustlers, all my grinders 

Do you really wanna hit the sauna 

With some bitches and marijuana? 

Sailboats offa the beaches of California 

Getcha game tighter as a fist and the ice that's on it 

Y'all ain't crunker than us, ghetto performers 

Street roamers, still keepin' the heat on us 

Corner on a nice day, nigga just thought I'd warn ya 

Eightball and MJG, we the buckest 

Dope shit nigga, roll us up in the Duchess 

One of the hardest niggaz that you will ever meet 

Two of the hardest niggaz to bust over beats 

It's all real, never fantasy or incomplete 

Incomplete emcees just can't compete 

Hear defeat, I'm elite when I grab a sheet 

Grab a pen and compose what my life hold 

Fuck what a nigga stole I'ma still roll 

Fifty deep, fifty feet from you weak hoes 

Whoa, do you really wanna get crunk? 

Hey, do you really wanna get buck? 

Whoa, do you really wanna get crunk? 

Hey, all my players, all my gangstas 

Whoa, do you really wanna get crunk? 

Hey, do you really wanna get buck? 

Whoa, do you really wanna get crunk? 

Hey, all my hustlers, all my grinders 

Whoa, do you really wanna get crunk? 

Hey, do you really wanna get buck? 

Whoa, do you really wanna get crunk? 

Hey, all my players, all my gangstas 

Whoa, do you really wanna get crunk? 

Hey, do you really wanna get buck? 

Whoa, do you really wanna get crunk? 

Hey, all my hustlers, all my grinders 

Whoa, do you really wanna get crunk? 

Hey, do you really wanna get buck? 

Whoa, do you really wanna get crunk? 

Hey, all my players, all my gangstas