Lyrics:
North Memphis bitch, North Memphis bitch
South Memphis bitch, South Memphis bitch
Westwood bitch, Westwood bitch
Orangemount bitch, Orangemount bitch
and disrespect
He die if I'm high, blaze anotha we ain't finished yet, bitch!
Bla, bla, blaze up anotha one trick
We ain't finished yet,
Fuck that busta kill
be no gangsta
So that mean I just be thuggin
And I'm gon' always have my guard up
Either way, I'm just a youngin
And you gon' try me just might flash
rap-rapping that block
We them Brick Squad, ask Flocka
Beside this shit, Silkk The Shocker
Coulda been San Quentin on lock
But I two door that ghost
I
No, fuck that
Don’t touch that
She suck that
I love that
My weed gas
My team trash
My beam fast
I run that
My pops told me don’t get ahead
He said that uh, you keep posting him you gon' make him blow up
Does that worry you at all? Like you blowing these other artists up by going back
Hold a gun to my head
And i'll pull the fucking trigger
I don't fucking care
Bitch, i'm a fucking killer
I don't fucking care
About this rap game
I
later still young in the game
I'm sharp as a Gillette razor with that Charlie Mac game
[Hook]
Keak Da Sneak baby known everywhere
Bitch don't act shy you
the Jakes
I'm the best pick for the rap
Who the best bad bitch? My Nina that (my Nina that)
(Skrrrt!) Skrrt off the lot, got a bad bitch on my dick, i'm
You ain't a man you a bitch, right
You buddy up and you switch sides
Can't get nowhere, so you dick ride
That's straight up, midnight
Don't get me
the night sky
My nigga I do not pick sides
Talkin that shit aight bet slide
How you supposed to be a gangsta
But you ain't even rep the gang
Ian no gangsta
(Everything I touch is gold)
Damn
Yea
Yea
Yea aye
Aye yea
Take your main bitch, turn that hoe into a soap opera
Bitch it's cold up in this hoe, feel
(yeah)
Uh, I came in with a new .40 Glock
Fuck on your bitch, make that ho wanna Milly Rock
I'm with my boys and no, we do not Milly Rock
Funny
here, Lord let us live
We coming outta here, Lord let us live
[The Game]
Now who the fuck want war with the human gun store?
Gangsta rap is where I
that
Fuck all ya niggas bet I'm bigger in every aspect
They play wit you he better duck like he from Aflac
That's how I'm riding for you baby
I'd catch
Fuck that bitch', My dick's clipper (clipper)
Suck my dick then take a big picture (picture)
Gimme money, fuck dedicate
No association, fuck syndicate
my raps so you bound to hear it
An by the end a the week had ya postin' up lyrics
Huh
Like jus be truthful
Half the bottle of henny got me feelin'
bitch
I've been feelin' like a genius, cause we fallin' into sequence
Makin' bangers, got that goddamn heat
Yeah, bitch, I don't really give a fuck what
shit
Watch the whole world rock to it
Nigga squad!
Squad had em opin'
Had his bitch scopin'
Sittin' by the bar
Sippin' heinken's totin'
Pinky
a bitch that's this bad
Pull up on the scene
Fuck it up
By any means
Fuck it up
Pocket full of green
Fuck it up
So fresh so clean umma fuck it up
Fuck it
What's forgot ain't no easy, no Scott Larock
Now what's rap gotta do with what you got
For whom the bell tolls
Is that the way the story goes
85%
the MOB
If you fuck with one of us, the whole club about to squab
Your bitch gettin' shot, even your mama gettin' robbed
Fuck try'na hold haah, I sold rock,
or on the mic, I'm dope and yes I'm focused,
That gangsta recognize me for my locc ness no joke it's,
Time to shake these haters off like the skin of a Locus,
wit me, I bet you can't get next to me
On my toes, orange juice and ecstasy
They try to make me lose my mind
Fuck around and make me use my nine
That's
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