Coming Out Hard lyrics

(Eightball)

Eightball will come out hard with the gangsta lean

gold smile for the women that be jockin` the green

i`m a pimpster

not a trick on a stroll

ya gotta pimp that thang and keep a trick on hold

stay on top of the world, wit a gun in ya hand

take control of a woman and fear no man

it be hard for me to see a day with outkast

if you got it and I don`t I`ll blast your ass, with the quickness

because a pimp don`t play

I got to work on top of my game and think of ways to get payed

born in the Mound, down, deep in the south

with the brothers with the curls and gold teeth in they mouth

and the cheverolet impalas with the craters and vogues

fo`teef, with the yak, smokin` fat mac indo

fall up in the club with the pimps, the tone

gotta tuck in my pants, ya step to me and it`s on

gotta family in Memphis, gotta gang in Texas

T-Money in the Jag andJB in the Lexus

cystiff, grip tight nine in the studio

or...

I`m comin` out hard



Chorus:

Hard out, Hard out,

Comin` out, Hard

Hard out, Hard out,

Hard,

Hard out, Hard out,

Comin` out, hard,

Hard out, Hard out



(MJG)

MJG description a brotha

and one who tends to always keep his business undercover

but still I wind up in the middle of a click

some I heard, he heard, she heard,

should I continue to listen to the rumors, the garbage

trick, I ain`t for this, sucka let`s start this ruffness

wait trick you missed, I hit darker, into the sleeper

now you feeling weaker

man don`t slip when you think you got backup

looking for some help but ya boys just slacked up

punked out, backed out

way low headin` to the front do`

sneaking out real slow

how ya feel now?

what`s wrong, what`s the matter

mama never told you not to play with those rappers

MJG got loose in the 9 deuce

but for the 9 tre the pimps don`t play way

I`ma stay true

some of ya`ll goin` tre

some of ya`ll i`ma lay

some of ya`ll i`ma hate

but see I`m in it to win it

lining up for a party

just to consider it a job, for me to come out, damn, hard



Chorus



(Eightball)

I gotta come out hard as hell just like the life I lead

cool, feed on the next brotha`s greed

J-Smooth cuttin` up, lil` Hank gettin` buck

killers be shootin` up suckas with no gut

I`m scoping big bucks, looking for the payoff

living like a pimpster, checking everyday off

riding through the hood with my homies gettin` smoked out

fall up in the mall, let my hoe stro` loked out

cool, calm and collective, comin` out hard

MJG count it down



(MJG)

1, 2, 3 points I gotta get across

1, don`t

2, make me

3, g