Spit
8Ball Lyrics


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I never played the games, fucked hoes and tricks
Niggaz think with they dick and get hit for licks
We mob for life, straight scarred for life
Space age 4 eva nigga fuck the hype

Hard rounds I bust, crush punks to dust
Weak studio gangsta, you can't fuck with us
We live the streets, give streets the piece
Defeat weak emcees and bust heat to eat

My love for change, got me stuck in the game
Got me going insane, who the fuck can I blame?
No you but me, not him but I
Is the one to blame for anything I try

Love life and give, but a trick ain't me
Give bitches the dick and give niggaz the heat
Bust flows that kill, homicide for real
Gold grill and trills, you weak niggaz no the deal

Y'all niggaz can't fuck with, the shit I spit
Y'all niggaz can't fuck with, what I fuck with
Y'all niggaz can't fuck with, the shit I kick
Y'all niggaz can't fuck with, what I fuck with

I got a mind for murder, leave niggaz with stitches
Bloody kick in the crown for thinking this is fictitious
I'ma live for this and I'ma die for this
Eye for eye for this, flip a pie for this

This shit is love and hate, niggaz love to hate it
A piece of paper and a ink pen made me straight
God knows I try, every breath I take
Every song I make is from the heart to the tape

I break and crack flows, build and stack flows
Attack the track flows, back to back flows
You know, I do whatever to get the cash flow
Bust and mash fo' eights in the slab ho

Southern distributer, narcotic deliverer
This shit I be throwing up, combusting and blowing up
I told you niggaz this, see now you done got me pissed
Eight ball, fat boy, murderous lyricist

Y'all niggaz can't fuck with, the shit I spit
Y'all niggaz can't fuck with, what I fuck with
Y'all niggaz can't fuck with, the shit I kick
Y'all niggaz can't fuck with, what I fuck with

Y'all niggaz can't fuck with, the shit I spit
Y'all niggaz can't fuck with, what I fuck with
Y'all niggaz can't fuck with, the shit I kick
Y'all niggaz can't fuck with, what I fuck with

Yeah, I never fuck with fakes, these niggaz is snakes
Smile in my face scheming tryna see what they can take
Emcee for life, AK-47 flows
Like AL Capone nigga, I'm showing my golds

Black skin and rocks, hitting bitches that bop
Blowing weed on the parking lot, fuck the cops
We crash the scene, fulla tuss' and lean
With my sagging jeans, tryna bag a queen

Fuck niggaz with blunts, tryna get in my mix
Brown weed fulla seeds, I don't smoke that shit
I'm a green fanatic, I should be in a clinic
Talking to a psychiatrist 'cuz I know I be tripping

Long nights, fist fights, smoke till we can't
Life of a hustler, go hard in the paint
The streets, got no heart, and no mercy
I think that's why they call down south dirty

Y'all niggaz can't fuck with, the shit I spit
Y'all niggaz can't fuck with, what I fuck with
Y'all niggaz can't fuck with, the shit I kick
Y'all niggaz can't fuck with, what I fuck with

Y'all niggaz can't fuck with, the shit I spit
Y'all niggaz can't fuck with, what I fuck with
Y'all niggaz can't fuck with, the shit I kick
Y'all niggaz can't fuck with, what I fuck with

Y'all niggaz can't fuck with, the shit I spit




Y'all niggaz can't fuck with, what I fuck with
Y'all niggaz can't fuck with, the shit I kick

Overall Meaning

In 8Ball’s song Spit, the artist raps about his life as a rapper and his experiences on the streets. The lyrics reflect a raw and unapologetic attitude towards life and the challenges that come with it. 8Ball's lyrics warn people that he doesn't play games, doesn't mess around with women, and is always ready to stand up for himself. The artist recounts how he has stuck with the streets despite the challenges and hardships he has faced. He speaks about love and hate and how his determination to succeed has made him stuck in the game, going insane with no one but himself to blame.


8Ball's lyrics reflect his determination to succeed, his love for music, and his journey hustling on the streets. He's unapologetic about his raw language and straight to the point lyrics, and his dedication to his craft is evident in his work as a rapper. His lyrics highlight that he doesn't mess around with fake people and doesn't tolerate people who try to take advantage of him.


The artist talks about the grind of the music industry and how he's hustled to get to where he is. He talks about his love for weed and the role it has played in his life, and how he's faced tough times but continued to push through. His lyrics speak to the realities of street life and the challenges that come with it. Through his music, he's able to connect with people who face similar challenges and provide a voice for those who are often ignored.


Line by Line Meaning

I never played the games, fucked hoes and tricks
I didn't engage in games, just focused on sex and women who use men for their own gain.


Niggaz think with they dick and get hit for licks
Men who only think about sex often become targets for theft and robbery.


We mob for life, straight scarred for life
We stick together as a group and carry the scars of our past experiences with us forever.


Space age 4 eva nigga fuck the hype
We're futuristic and focused on the future. We don't pay attention to hype or trends.


Hard rounds I bust, crush punks to dust
I go hard when I rap and effortlessly destroy weak opponents.


Weak studio gangsta, you can't fuck with us
Those who front like gangstas in the studio can't compete with us in a real-life situation.


We live the streets, give streets the piece
We live and breathe the streets, and use our music to reflect and express its culture and reality.


Defeat weak emcees and bust heat to eat
We defeat weak rappers and use firearms to provide for ourselves and our crew.


My love for change, got me stuck in the game
My desire for progress and growth has kept me involved in the rap game despite its challenges.


Got me going insane, who the fuck can I blame?
The pressures and difficulties of the music industry sometimes make me feel crazed, but I can't place blame on anyone else.


No you but me, not him but I
I'm the only one responsible for my own success or failure, not anyone else.


Is the one to blame for anything I try
I am accountable for the outcome of any endeavor I undertake.


Love life and give, but a trick ain't me
I enjoy living and giving, but I'm not about to be taken advantage of.


Give bitches the dick and give niggaz the heat
I use sex and violence to assert my power over women and men who pose a threat.


Bust flows that kill, homicide for real
My verses are lethal and have the capability to incite violence.


Gold grill and trills, you weak niggaz no the deal
My expensive dental work and luxurious lifestyle contrast with the struggles of those who can't keep up.


Y'all niggaz can't fuck with, the shit I spit
My raps are so potent that other rappers can't compete.


Y'all niggaz can't fuck with, what I fuck with
You can't match my skills and lifestyle.


I got a mind for murder, leave niggaz with stitches
I have violent thoughts and I can leave those who oppose me injured or killed.


Bloody kick in the crown for thinking this is fictitious
I'm not fictional, and anyone who thinks otherwise will face severe punishment.


I'ma live for this and I'ma die for this
I am fully committed to this lifestyle and music and will devote my entire life to it.


Eye for eye for this, flip a pie for this
I will seek revenge for any wrongdoing done to me or my crew and make money through drug dealing.


This shit is love and hate, niggaz love to hate it
My music elicits strong emotions from listeners, with some loving it and others hating it.


A piece of paper and a ink pen made me straight
My talent and determination to succeed in rap music gave me direction in life.


God knows I try, every breath I take
I put in effort every day to make my music career successful.


Every song I make is from the heart to the tape
My songs come from my own personal experiences and feelings.


I break and crack flows, build and stack flows
I can both destroy and create music, and I strive to be versatile in my rapping.


Attack the track flows, back to back flows
I relentlessly attack the music with my rapping, and I do so repeatedly with multiple tracks.


You know, I do whatever to get the cash flow
I will do whatever it takes to accumulate wealth, including illegal activities like drug dealing.


Bust and mash fo' eights in the slab ho
I distribute drugs and make money by selling them from my vehicle.


Southern distributer, narcotic deliverer
I'm responsible for the distribution of drugs in the southern United States.


This shit I be throwing up, combusting and blowing up
My raps are explosive and have the potential to incite violence.


I told you niggaz this, see now you done got me pissed
I warned my opponents about my power and now they have angered me.


Eight ball, fat boy, murderous lyricist
I'm known as Eight Ball, a chubby and intimidating rapper who can kill with my words.


Yeah, I never fuck with fakes, these niggaz is snakes
I don't associate with fake people and see them as sneaky and untrustworthy.


Smile in my face scheming tryna see what they can take
These fake people pretend to be friendly to me but only wish to exploit me for their own gain.


Emcee for life, AK-47 flows
I'm a rapper for life and my music is as lethal as an AK-47.


Like AL Capone nigga, I'm showing my golds
Like the infamous gangster Al Capone, I flaunt my wealth and status in the rap game.


Black skin and rocks, hitting bitches that bop
I'm black and wear expensive jewelry, and use that status to attract women and escalate my drug dealing activities.


Blowing weed on the parking lot, fuck the cops
I smoke marijuana openly and don't care about getting caught by law enforcement.


We crash the scene, fulla tuss' and lean
We enter the scene with drugs and lean, a codeine-infused drink that enhances our high.


With my sagging jeans, tryna bag a queen
I wear my jeans low to show my underwear and try to attract women.


Fuck niggaz with blunts, tryna get in my mix
I have no patience for people trying to get involved in my drug dealing activities.


Brown weed fulla seeds, I don't smoke that shit
I don't smoke low-quality marijuana with seeds, only high-quality weed.


I'm a green fanatic, I should be in a clinic
I'm addicted to marijuana and need rehab.


Talking to a psychiatrist 'cuz I know I be tripping
I need professional help to deal with my mental health issues.


Long nights, fist fights, smoke till we can't
We stay up late, fight with our fists, and smoke marijuana until we can't anymore.


Life of a hustler, go hard in the paint
I live a life of making money through illegal activities, and I go hard to make it successful.


The streets, got no heart, and no mercy
The streets are ruthless and unforgiving.


I think that's why they call down south dirty
The south is known for its gritty and dangerous culture.




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