Letras:
8Ball All On Me

mad one) Who is truely insane? (who is truely insane) It's all on me, It's all on me It's all on me, It's all on me

Lil Wayne: Yeah (take me out, take me out) ok now it was me and Mrs. C we was chillin by ourself both of us just popped a pill and now am feelin' myself

away with the dough, y'all niggaz still broke While my pockets on re-up Y'all niggaz shit on E, what a pi-ty Ain't it a shame how your man chose me And

in the hood Yeah, all the hoes love me 'cause they know me real good Been wearin' the same clothes 'bout 8 days When they cut the 8 ball, when they flipped it 8

partying 'til hella late But I ain't worried not at all, I just give my driver a call, yeah Tell him, pick me up at 8am No we ain't stopping right here

? The Gun Runners like what? And KNS like what? And Uptown like what? Shaolin, play, play on Strong Isle, play, play on and a Mt. Vern, play play on And Yonkers, play play on

No ceilings.. o o ok, i got this chrome on this bugatti Im strong in this bugatti 2 v8?s aint no such thing as driving calm in this bugatti Bitch I?m

off they lost Forever that fifth dog nigga dat all be nailin' 'em all Y'all fall down from the ball checkin' out them draws hangin' them balls

dog but that ain't me These elbows hit the scene back in eighty-three I stay street, when it's done, that's that You could find me in your hood pumping