8Ball & MJG is an American hip hop duo from Memphis, Tennessee consisting o… Read Full Bio ↴8Ball & MJG is an American hip hop duo from Memphis, Tennessee consisting of Premrose Smith (8Ball) and Marlon Jermaine Goodwin (MJG). The two rappers met at Ridgeway Middle School in 1984.
They first appeared on the rap scene with their 1993 album Comin' Out Hard. The album was successful commercially as well as critically and established the group as a prominent act in the then emerging Southern Rap scene. Their subsequent albums in the 1990s including 1994's On the Outside Looking In, and 1995's On Top of the World cemented their status as some of the South's best rappers. On Top of the World was particularly succeessful, peaking at #8 on the Billboard Hot 200 and being certified Gold. After those albums both 8Ball & MJG released solo albums, first MJG's No More Glory in 1997 and then 8Ball's Lost in 1998. They reunited in 1999 to release their fourth album as a group, titled In Our Lifetime, Vol. 1
For their later releases they signed with Bad Boy Records. Their first album for Bad Boy Records, Living Legends, was certified Gold by the RIAA. Their second album on Bad Boy Records was titled Ridin High and was released in March 2007.
Commercially one of the high points of 8Ball & MJG's career was their being featured on Three 6 Mafia's hit song "Stay Fly" in 2005. That song peaked at #13 on the Billboard Hot 100, which is the biggest hit of Three 6 Mafia's career and the biggest hit for 8Ball & MJG. The song was a collaboration between two of the most successful rap groups from the state of Tennessee, where Three 6 Mafia also hail from.
Today 8Ball and MJG also head their own record labels. 8Ball heads 8 Ways Entertainment (distributed by Koch Entertainment), while MJG heads MJG Muzik. On their label are the young, up and coming Memphis duo, Da Volunteers, who are widely known throughout the Southern United States for their 2006 single, "What's Yo Favorite Color?", which glorifies their neighborhood of Orange Mound.
In September 2007, 8Ball and MJG signed deals in Sacramento, CA with Real Talk Entertainment 8Ball released a group album with E.D.I of the Outlawz entitled Doin' It Big on April 1, 2008 and MJG released a solo album entitled Pimp Tight on April 29, 2008.
In June 2008 the group announced that they have officially signed onto T.I.'s record label Grand Hustle.
They first appeared on the rap scene with their 1993 album Comin' Out Hard. The album was successful commercially as well as critically and established the group as a prominent act in the then emerging Southern Rap scene. Their subsequent albums in the 1990s including 1994's On the Outside Looking In, and 1995's On Top of the World cemented their status as some of the South's best rappers. On Top of the World was particularly succeessful, peaking at #8 on the Billboard Hot 200 and being certified Gold. After those albums both 8Ball & MJG released solo albums, first MJG's No More Glory in 1997 and then 8Ball's Lost in 1998. They reunited in 1999 to release their fourth album as a group, titled In Our Lifetime, Vol. 1
For their later releases they signed with Bad Boy Records. Their first album for Bad Boy Records, Living Legends, was certified Gold by the RIAA. Their second album on Bad Boy Records was titled Ridin High and was released in March 2007.
Commercially one of the high points of 8Ball & MJG's career was their being featured on Three 6 Mafia's hit song "Stay Fly" in 2005. That song peaked at #13 on the Billboard Hot 100, which is the biggest hit of Three 6 Mafia's career and the biggest hit for 8Ball & MJG. The song was a collaboration between two of the most successful rap groups from the state of Tennessee, where Three 6 Mafia also hail from.
Today 8Ball and MJG also head their own record labels. 8Ball heads 8 Ways Entertainment (distributed by Koch Entertainment), while MJG heads MJG Muzik. On their label are the young, up and coming Memphis duo, Da Volunteers, who are widely known throughout the Southern United States for their 2006 single, "What's Yo Favorite Color?", which glorifies their neighborhood of Orange Mound.
In September 2007, 8Ball and MJG signed deals in Sacramento, CA with Real Talk Entertainment 8Ball released a group album with E.D.I of the Outlawz entitled Doin' It Big on April 1, 2008 and MJG released a solo album entitled Pimp Tight on April 29, 2008.
In June 2008 the group announced that they have officially signed onto T.I.'s record label Grand Hustle.
Ride
8Ball & MJG Lyrics
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[Intro]
Let's get it hype, n****
Let's get it crump
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Eightball]
Pa** me them Swisher Sweets, let's get it crump
If a n**** disrespect me I'mma prove my s*** and dump
Blast ryhmes like I pump, turn your belly to jelly
Veteran MC, I don't think you rookies is ready
Three hundred and fifty pounds of pressure to deal wit
I run with Suave, always packin' something to kill with
Feel this b****, when I get rich I'mma still hustle
Go down in history, paper taller then Bill Russel
Kilo flows, I got 'em hid in the basement
Choppin boys up, on some puttin' it in they face s***
Eight Ball, F-a-t M-a-see-k, known for layin' it down
And doin' s*** the playa way
Callabo's of the dough ain't no secret
Space-age pimpin' means I don't do free s***
Time waits for no one, it ain't gon' wait for me
Yours truly, signed Eightball and MJG
[Chorus]
All my hard core n****s, what you want to do?
My real thug-a** n****s, what you want to do?
All my money making b****es if you ride with me
I'mma pimp 'till I die and I'mma ride for free
Now where them real b****es at
Where them real b****es at
Where they at, where they at, where they at, huh?
And where my buck n****s at
Where my buck n****s at
Where they at, where they at, where they at, come on
[Foxy Brown]
I ain't new to this
Damn nice b**** that's true to this
Money ain't never been a thing to me
Always stack my dough, holla back (uh)
A** fat, thighs thick, titties perfect
Inhale the cheese from here to Tel Aviv
Y'all know it, s*** I don't bluff
And no dough? I don't f*** 'em
F*** I'mma fake for?
Make mine's, I'mma take yours
'Cause I'm no n**** like love be 'fore
Make b**** scream like, gimme some more
If a n**** broke, what'd you f*** him for?
Waste of time
It's like we playette minds
Don't stop, get it get it
B****es, take it from a real motherf***in' pro
Y'all get that dough, we don't trust these n****s
They gon' pimp if you let them
From NY to the dirty south
And them b****es' dime tight
I got my mind right
And my ice got the shine right
And if it don't blind b****es
When them lights hit the wrist?
You won't be sticking s***
You be lickin' this
[Chorus]
[MJG]
I'm the pimp motherf***er, baby
Ice cold, stories so high
I pimp the whole village twice
So tight fold crease right on the president's nose
Pimp clothes, drinkin straight Henney'and Buckstrum
Touch toed, hoes take a centerfold pose
Break a treat, make 'em pay to enter those
Pros, slam those
Game tied tight like bows, we never close
Three-sixty-five, twenty-four
Hand chose bithces a la mode, gettin' sold
Plus a load of killer, as Chronic gettin' blowed
Keep it froze, tucked up in a Tupperware bowl
Stick of gold, somethin' from the school of the old
Forever flows, I take it down as deep as it can go
Burn rolls, braids tight, blazed afros
We're pushin' hoes
Dicks get erect like poles, pay the toll
MJG is in control
[Chorus]
[Juvenile]
Peep dis', you and them boys need to slow down
Up in the morning in the court, it's 'bout to go down
There's no remorse now, better expose rounds
Them jackets be on the lose until the dope is found
Juvenile's my name, b****
I represent it to the end, the same s***
N*****s don't be wearin suits on theses blocks
All you see is your boys and reeboks
A thin hat to the back with a strap too
Willin' to bust a n**** a** if he had to
If you feel the same my n*****, you's a hot boy
Blocka, blocka, blocka
Better get up off the block, boy
Call for the cops, boy your mommy or pops, boy
Cash wasn't a million, never hit the spot boy
You want props ha, you sold to the cops ha
You in a cell block ha, 'cause you too hot ha
[Chorus]
[MJG]
Where the real ones at? Be-atch...
Oh, you know how we feel
About all you 'want to be' a** ghetto super stars
Want to be like 'me a**" n****s
Tryin' to be like Foxy Brown b****es
I give a f*** about your intermureal status, motha f***a
You ain't nobody
We been doing this, been doin' this s***
We go way back with this baby
Talkin' about this real s*** on the mutha f***in' microphone
Pimps and hoes and gettin' money
Tricks and hoes and f***in'
Mutha f***in' clothes and s*** ridin' vogues and s***
N**** riding on 20's and s***
N**** what chu got?
Brand new-a**ed n****
You don't know nothin' about this game
Come on
[Repeat Chorus]
Let's get it hype, n****
Let's get it crump
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Eightball]
Pa** me them Swisher Sweets, let's get it crump
If a n**** disrespect me I'mma prove my s*** and dump
Veteran MC, I don't think you rookies is ready
Three hundred and fifty pounds of pressure to deal wit
I run with Suave, always packin' something to kill with
Feel this b****, when I get rich I'mma still hustle
Go down in history, paper taller then Bill Russel
Kilo flows, I got 'em hid in the basement
Choppin boys up, on some puttin' it in they face s***
Eight Ball, F-a-t M-a-see-k, known for layin' it down
And doin' s*** the playa way
Callabo's of the dough ain't no secret
Space-age pimpin' means I don't do free s***
Time waits for no one, it ain't gon' wait for me
Yours truly, signed Eightball and MJG
[Chorus]
All my hard core n****s, what you want to do?
My real thug-a** n****s, what you want to do?
All my money making b****es if you ride with me
I'mma pimp 'till I die and I'mma ride for free
Now where them real b****es at
Where them real b****es at
Where they at, where they at, where they at, huh?
And where my buck n****s at
Where my buck n****s at
Where they at, where they at, where they at, come on
[Foxy Brown]
I ain't new to this
Damn nice b**** that's true to this
Money ain't never been a thing to me
Always stack my dough, holla back (uh)
A** fat, thighs thick, titties perfect
Inhale the cheese from here to Tel Aviv
Y'all know it, s*** I don't bluff
And no dough? I don't f*** 'em
F*** I'mma fake for?
Make mine's, I'mma take yours
'Cause I'm no n**** like love be 'fore
Make b**** scream like, gimme some more
If a n**** broke, what'd you f*** him for?
Waste of time
It's like we playette minds
Don't stop, get it get it
B****es, take it from a real motherf***in' pro
Y'all get that dough, we don't trust these n****s
They gon' pimp if you let them
From NY to the dirty south
And them b****es' dime tight
I got my mind right
And my ice got the shine right
And if it don't blind b****es
When them lights hit the wrist?
You won't be sticking s***
You be lickin' this
[Chorus]
[MJG]
I'm the pimp motherf***er, baby
Ice cold, stories so high
I pimp the whole village twice
So tight fold crease right on the president's nose
Pimp clothes, drinkin straight Henney'and Buckstrum
Touch toed, hoes take a centerfold pose
Break a treat, make 'em pay to enter those
Pros, slam those
Game tied tight like bows, we never close
Three-sixty-five, twenty-four
Hand chose bithces a la mode, gettin' sold
Plus a load of killer, as Chronic gettin' blowed
Keep it froze, tucked up in a Tupperware bowl
Stick of gold, somethin' from the school of the old
Forever flows, I take it down as deep as it can go
Burn rolls, braids tight, blazed afros
We're pushin' hoes
Dicks get erect like poles, pay the toll
MJG is in control
[Chorus]
[Juvenile]
Peep dis', you and them boys need to slow down
Up in the morning in the court, it's 'bout to go down
There's no remorse now, better expose rounds
Them jackets be on the lose until the dope is found
Juvenile's my name, b****
I represent it to the end, the same s***
N*****s don't be wearin suits on theses blocks
All you see is your boys and reeboks
A thin hat to the back with a strap too
Willin' to bust a n**** a** if he had to
If you feel the same my n*****, you's a hot boy
Blocka, blocka, blocka
Better get up off the block, boy
Call for the cops, boy your mommy or pops, boy
Cash wasn't a million, never hit the spot boy
You want props ha, you sold to the cops ha
You in a cell block ha, 'cause you too hot ha
[Chorus]
[MJG]
Where the real ones at? Be-atch...
Oh, you know how we feel
About all you 'want to be' a** ghetto super stars
Want to be like 'me a**" n****s
Tryin' to be like Foxy Brown b****es
I give a f*** about your intermureal status, motha f***a
You ain't nobody
We been doing this, been doin' this s***
We go way back with this baby
Talkin' about this real s*** on the mutha f***in' microphone
Pimps and hoes and gettin' money
Tricks and hoes and f***in'
Mutha f***in' clothes and s*** ridin' vogues and s***
N**** riding on 20's and s***
N**** what chu got?
Brand new-a**ed n****
You don't know nothin' about this game
Come on
[Repeat Chorus]
The song "Ride" by 8Ball & MJG is a vibrant and energetic track that showcases the raw talent and confident personas of the artists. The song kicks off with an enthusiastic intro, setting the tone for what's to come. In the first verse, Eightball asserts his dominance in the rap game, portraying himself as a veteran MC who is not to be underestimated. With references to his weight and lyrical prowess, he exudes a sense of power and skill that commands respect.
Throughout the song, there is a recurring theme of hustling and making money. Eightball raps about his determination to succeed and his willingness to do whatever it takes to rise to the top. He paints a vivid picture of a life filled with underground dealings and street smarts, showcasing his ability to navigate the gritty world of hip-hop with finesse.
Foxy Brown's verse adds a dynamic female perspective to the narrative, with her confident and unapologetic lyrics. She exudes a sense of self-assurance and independence, asserting her dominance in a male-dominated industry. Foxy Brown's verse is filled with references to money, power, and female empowerment, showcasing her strength and resilience in the face of adversity.
MJG's verse brings a different flavor to the song, with his smooth delivery and charismatic presence. He adopts a pimp persona, exuding confidence and charm as he navigates the streets with finesse. MJG's flow is slick and effortless, underscoring his status as a seasoned veteran in the game. Overall, "Ride" is a powerful and unapologetic anthem that celebrates the artists' hustle, confidence, and unwavering determination to succeed in the cutthroat world of hip-hop.
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave
Written by: INGA D. MARCHAND, T. JONES, P. SMITH, M. GOODWIN, TERANCE GREY
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