Crumbz 2 Brixx song by 8Ball & MJG from Primary Album Album not found. The music is composed and produced by Joel. Genre is Rap music. The Record company is unknown. Released on None.
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Crumbz 2 Brixx Meaning
| [[Verse 1: 8Ball] In this game of life, I’m the target, I duck and I dodge shit But in the end, I just can’t win, I still end up gettin’ hit These hoes think I sling birds ’cause I’m livin’ comfortable Fool, I had to struggle ’cause my father ain’t Cliff Huxtable Twenty-two years of hustling, now I’m paid And every nigga and his mama think that they got it made And these bitches out for a fat nigga riches Think they getting a nigga sprung ’cause I’m getting into them britches I’m a player, not an actor, see, pussy ain’t no factor The fact is the funds, and if there ain’t none, then I’m outie, man Hard from the start, trained to sniff out player haters I’m just that nigga that know it’s always gonna get greater later Niggas fightin’ for hoes and hoes pimp ’em well And most of them busters end up dead or in a jail cell Hoodrat hoes tellin’ these busters (Baby, I love you) When that buster drop off that cheese (Ooh, baby, I love you) When that buster mouth go down south (Damn, baby, I love you) When that real nigga step in (Nigga, fuck you) Crumbs to bricks, what is the definition of this phrase? Blaze the spliff, my nigga, ’cause you will never know [Chorus] Crumbs to bricks, crumbs to bricks Why these niggas wanna turn crumbs to bricks? Crumbs to bricks, crumbs to bricks Why these bitches wanna turn crumbs to bricks? Crumbs to bricks, crumbs to bricks Why these niggas wanna turn crumbs to bricks? Crumbs to bricks, crumbs to bricks Why these bitches wanna turn crumbs to bricks? , [Verse 2: 8Ball] Young nigga got problems and don’t know how to solve them What’s a good solution for this buster-ass pollution? Confusion is evident when dealing with that Iz-eight the grizeat Fresher than Colgate, but more scandalous than Watergate Hoes better recognize, niggas need to wise up Crumbs on the table got us niggas livin’ fucked up Hoes got they hands out, niggas got they hands out Jealous motherfuckers sniffin’, keepin’ a nigga’s ass out Jackin’ ain’t the way for me, slingin’ ain’t the way for me Crumbs to bricks defined by MJ-fucking-G [Chorus] Crumbs to bricks, crumbs to bricks Player haters wanna turn crumbs to bricks [Verse 3: MJG] Nothin’ but motherfuckin’ ho shit, make me go get my killer big six shooter Watch me move a buster through the wall and break you Look how I pumped it, look how we dumped him, he was slippin’ So he was victim, another pistol grippin’ nigga Look how the trigger release the hammer to the pin Another sucker gone in the wind Over what? I still wonder what took him under Even though I was the executioner, what was the use in the Way he approached me with no respect? Therefore the only result will be put you in check Next time, if you leave your nuts, turn around, pluck ’em in your ass Think about your home turf and run fast I realize that shit is getting niggas hit Niggas froze and makin’ niggas whoop hoes It ain’t no room for you motherfuckin’ brick stackers Fuck you nothin’-to-do-ass crumb snatchers The definition of the topic A nigga with a pebble in his hand, but a boulder in his back pocket Comin’ to you with something small, something real petty Some shit that eventually started to get heavy The only reason for the shit as far as I can see You ain’t got shit to do, so you wanna fuck with me About a bitch I’m fuckin’ that you used to fuck with Oh, is it true you wanna kick shit with the click? ‘Cause the company you keep is just like you Small-minded busters who ain’t got shit to do So keep your eyes wide open for them hoes and them tricks Who out to turn crumbs into bricks , [Interlude: MJG] Yeah, MJ-motherfuckin’-G in the house Letting y’all know exactly what we mean by turning a crumb into a brick Really, the way we said this should’ve been self-explanatory But let me break it down for you It’s just as simple as taking small shit like sand and dust, trying to build a house with that shit But what y’all need to do, y’all need to cease with that shit Cease with that hot sauce and get with this ketchup ‘Cause this shit is thick like 57 And we in this motherfucker for the ’94 And Suave out Peace, baby [Chorus] Crumbs to bricks, crumbs to bricks Why you busters wanna turn crumbs to bricks?] |
