Lyrics:
underground ill lay down 6ix feet
Like a farm i got lots of the horses wit speed
Tryna take ya too much you go under to greed
Live by the creed do my deed
wen times is ruff. My lil homey known to blak out for dat wyte stuff........ Im heavy inda game nttn lyte bruh. . edward scissor hands. get u knifed
Popper
And I'mma I'mma keep poppin' 'em
Give me 20 Xanax
And I'mma start droppin' 'em
I've been fucking with Lil Wyte
Birds of same feathers flock
niż Cichopek
Miała chuji w dupie
Lubię śmiać się z gorszych
Sprawia mi to frajdę
Jaram się Psycho Realm'em
Ice'm T i Lil Wyte'm
Mam ten styl przez który
lil' ho that I'm on it, bitch, give me my money
Niggas be pussy, no kitty
Ho, welcome to Memphis where niggas be crying like bitches
Keep it a hunnid,
but Im still Berthas church boy
Grew up
South Memphis made us all screw ups
Never known whos what
Gotta keep a tool tucked
Eastside frank street where
Ummm
Fuck around and
Pull up when I pull up
The way I'm feelin like
Fuck these niggas
Say
I got the hookup
My homie just cooked up
We havin beats
By
Club up Thugs.
{Manny Fresh}
Nigga like thiiiiiis.
{Baby}
Ridin on twenties.
Memphis and New Orleans we gonna show you how we do
like Penny, yeah, bitch, I'm from Memphis (shootin')
Every clip on us, you know it's extended (yeah)
Movin' that weight just like Planet Fitness
Zone 6 nigga, Pyrex whippa
Pyrex
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
Uh
Check me out
Once upon a time was a lil' nigga from South Memphis, uh
I think they
what the fuck you waitin' on
Get high word to my big bro Lil Wyte
Check it out
This not a song about addiction at all, nah
This one here is about
Comments will only get'chu
Basically eternally resting
So abide by the code of the streets
If ya got a bitch better keep her on a leash
'Cuz Lil' Fate gonna
on the couch sleeping
From South Memphis to the north
The real niggas bumpin Dolph
Yeah played for 30 K
Then went shopping in New York
I don't see these lil
this what it's 'bout
We rob that trick and stick his dick off in his fuckin' mouth
We Memphis niggas
Go to sleep hoe, go to sleep, go to sleep hoe,
this what it's 'bout
We rob that trick and stick his dick off in his fuckin' mouth
We Memphis niggas
Go to sleep hoe, go to sleep, go to sleep hoe,
Memphis Mafia, mane
Ya dig
REMIX!
Skrt, skrt, skrt, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Skrrrt
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Paper
come up tryna make it
To the baddest bitch in the world tannin' by my pool naked
So to the youngin' on his come up listening, boy, you could make it
the Triple 6 Mafia from Memphis
Who has a unique quality of rap style
What would you do if someone tried to duplicate your ideas?
Well, I shall take
Fuck the critics
Say that shit up on the frontline
With the shit, I'm with it
Semi tucked like it was bedtime
I'm a Memphis Grizzly
Make these niggas
Got it by the bird and he got it by the quarter.
Cocaine,
So he keep one in the holster,
Colombian connects, so they call him Lil' Sosa.
Gotta try
[Intro - Memphis Bleek (w/ ab-libs in background)]
Yeah, yanahmean?
Just something for all my niggas in the hood
They always ask me, what I got
Got it by the bird and he got it by the quarter.
Cocaine,
So he keep one in the holster,
Colombian connects, so they call him Lil' Sosa.
Gotta try
yourself
You can't keep up by feedin' your friends (no)
Bein' a dummy, that don't make you real
Better keep you some money, don't blow your lil' deal
They said they got some beef the whole city hot. And the laws hot as hell around lil Rico spot.
Young nigga at the corner store he hurting bad.
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