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Free 8 Ball Video (MV)




Performed By: Sada Baby
Length: 3:00
Written by: Casada Aaron Sorrell




Sada Baby - Free 8 Ball Lyrics
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(My nigga Lee, I think we got another one)

Ayy, huh

Aight, huh

Told that ho she can't get shit if she can't make it back
Told that nigga he can't hold nothin', he never gave me that
Last time I loaned a nigga somethin', never paid me back
Let me, get up out my feelings, we gon' make some millions
I got, ign'ant niggas with me and they ain't civilians
Shoot a nigga, make it hard for blood to raise his children
Uh, other than that, we got the same interests
I want money, they want money, ain't shit change, nigga

Crank, nigga
Punch him in his shit like f*ck he think, nigga?
Ayy, nigga
Let me dump this clip, we came with K's, nigga
Ayy, nigga
Five 'nem got a Drac' while we on stage, nigga
Ayy, nigga
You can't bome through here, I swear to God you can't
You not makin' it out this bitch alive, swear to God you ain't
Put .33s on that nigga head, Dennis Rodman paint him
Bunch of new money on us now like we robbed the bank
FN with the AR look like Rob and Big
I'll have fifteen apes outside your brib
With another forty on the way, you know how I get
Fifty-five of 'em, tryna terrorize some shit
We got scopes, we got beams on them bitches, you can't hide from these
Hmm, no cap, this what we do when niggas lie to me
Huh, kill a nigga, send my people through the murder scene
Ayy, if he still breathin', follow the ambu' to the emergency
Huh, we'll shoot a nigga off a stretcher most certainly
Twenty Backwoods in, still ain't high enough, huh
We done dropped a couple of 'em, but they ain't die enough, huh
Like his grandma 'nem sad, but they ain't cry enough, huh
'Cause we still on they ass, we gon' line 'em up, ayy, huh
F*ck what niggas say, they know what we about, huh
Niggas ain't got shit to say when we see 'em out, huh
I'll, go out my way to take a nigga out
I'll f*ck his baby mama face until I break her mouth
I be disrespectin' niggas and it ain't for clout
Just know it's extra on the heavy press whenever I'm around, huh
We'll put a nigga down, suppressor the sound
Don't step in my town, you out of bounds, I mean that, huh
I'm with some niggas really that, nigga, you ain't that, huh
Really cut, don't give no f*cks, we don't play with niggas, huh
If it's up, you can't run, it ain't safe for niggas, huh
Catch a nigga where he be, don't need no play for dog, huh
Caught a nigga where he was, it ain't okay for dog, huh
Cold body, bunch of blood, know that pape' involved
Huh, walk a nigga down, can't chase him, nah, huh
Watch my fiend pass out, how she rape the raw
That's that good top side, ain't give her no Na'
Can't give 'em no Fent', if I do, my J's have fits, huh
Fresh than a bitch, FN match my J's, my 'fit
Niggas ain't on shit, put her on block, won't save no bitch

Told that ho she can't get shit if she can't make it back
Told that nigga he can't hold nothin', he never gave me that
Last time I loaned a nigga somethin', never paid me back
Let me, get up out my feelings, we gon' make some millions
I got, ign'ant niggas with me and they ain't civilians
Shoot a nigga, make it hard for blood to raise his children
Uh, other than that, we got the same interests
I want money, they want money, ain't shit change, nigga
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(My nigga Lee, I think we got another one)

Ayy, huh

Aight, huh

Told that ho she can't get shit if she can't make it back
Told that nigga he can't hold nothin', he never gave me that
Last time I loaned a nigga somethin', never paid me back
Let me, get up out my feelings, we gon' make some millions
I got, ign'ant niggas with me and they ain't civilians
Shoot a nigga, make it hard for blood to raise his children
Uh, other than that, we got the same interests
I want money, they want money, ain't shit change, nigga

Crank, nigga
Punch him in his shit like f*ck he think, nigga?
Ayy, nigga
Let me dump this clip, we came with K's, nigga
Ayy, nigga
Five 'nem got a Drac' while we on stage, nigga
Ayy, nigga
You can't bome through here, I swear to God you can't
You not makin' it out this bitch alive, swear to God you ain't
Put .33s on that nigga head, Dennis Rodman paint him
Bunch of new money on us now like we robbed the bank
FN with the AR look like Rob and Big
I'll have fifteen apes outside your brib
With another forty on the way, you know how I get
Fifty-five of 'em, tryna terrorize some shit
We got scopes, we got beams on them bitches, you can't hide from these
Hmm, no cap, this what we do when niggas lie to me
Huh, kill a nigga, send my people through the murder scene
Ayy, if he still breathin', follow the ambu' to the emergency
Huh, we'll shoot a nigga off a stretcher most certainly
Twenty Backwoods in, still ain't high enough, huh
We done dropped a couple of 'em, but they ain't die enough, huh
Like his grandma 'nem sad, but they ain't cry enough, huh
'Cause we still on they ass, we gon' line 'em up, ayy, huh
F*ck what niggas say, they know what we about, huh
Niggas ain't got shit to say when we see 'em out, huh
I'll, go out my way to take a nigga out
I'll f*ck his baby mama face until I break her mouth
I be disrespectin' niggas and it ain't for clout
Just know it's extra on the heavy press whenever I'm around, huh
We'll put a nigga down, suppressor the sound
Don't step in my town, you out of bounds, I mean that, huh
I'm with some niggas really that, nigga, you ain't that, huh
Really cut, don't give no f*cks, we don't play with niggas, huh
If it's up, you can't run, it ain't safe for niggas, huh
Catch a nigga where he be, don't need no play for dog, huh
Caught a nigga where he was, it ain't okay for dog, huh
Cold body, bunch of blood, know that pape' involved
Huh, walk a nigga down, can't chase him, nah, huh
Watch my fiend pass out, how she rape the raw
That's that good top side, ain't give her no Na'
Can't give 'em no Fent', if I do, my J's have fits, huh
Fresh than a bitch, FN match my J's, my 'fit
Niggas ain't on shit, put her on block, won't save no bitch

Told that ho she can't get shit if she can't make it back
Told that nigga he can't hold nothin', he never gave me that
Last time I loaned a nigga somethin', never paid me back
Let me, get up out my feelings, we gon' make some millions
I got, ign'ant niggas with me and they ain't civilians
Shoot a nigga, make it hard for blood to raise his children
Uh, other than that, we got the same interests
I want money, they want money, ain't shit change, nigga
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Writer: Casada Aaron Sorrell
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