Lyrics:
gettin' me anxious
To speak for my defendants, that say that they plaintive
Guess we guilty by song, but yo the government must be on
(Exodus)
I mean
Last nigga tried got bodied
Hit 6 times with a shotty
Fed don't even know who did the body
Bitch I feel like I'm John Gotti
So fuck you and ya squad
Hahaha, a new era has began
A new light has risen from a massacre
A Memphis massacre
Bread from solitude, fed by darkness
Blessed to be cursed
not know who they was fuckin' with?
D Paul, Three 6, king of this Memphis shit
Any nigga think otherwise they need to stop it
Prayin' when the red
wit me killas
Come wit me, real soldiers keep yo' eyes on yo' enemies!!!
[Chorus:] [Silkk The Shocker]
I'm a N-O- nigga L-I
M-I-T soldier (2X)
and trust the Crucified
Yo what do you see when you close your eyes?
What will you see when your life goes by?
Repeat Chorus
Mafia for 12 years
We've been getting it crunk
The kings from Memphis man riding in my Chevy Truck
[Lil Wyte]
I'm from the bay I thrown them bows
Who
(What's up, Slim?)
(Ooh, who is that? Girl, that's Tella)
First things first, 'fore I say anything
Start with this shit, long live King Flippa
with the boys
Play with the real thing, not with no toys
Reload a mag cuz it give joy
Cockin it back, like I'm inside a Royce
Doin a drive by with this
or maybe Brazil
On the real can you feel me?
Yeah, yeah, set it off
It's Kurupt Young Gotti
Doin it big, for all y'all suckers
We set it off, Snoop
on the map
Yo check one two, this is the voice of yours truly the Flava Flav
And I just want y'all to know, we ain't goin' nowhere
Old school is here
on the real can you feel me?
[Kurupt]
Yeah, yeah, set it off
It's Kurupt Young Gotti
Doing it big, for all y'all suckers
We set it off, Snoop Dogg!
It's
as you and I keep it movin like a drive-by
We could stack dough sky-high
Niggaz can't touch what they can't feel real recognize real
Yo, I set up shop
like a Queen and her skin toffee
She's looking for a king and she's screaming Monk Gotti
Play for me
Pick, Flick and Pluck your stings for me
Baby play
a limb, with my pockets real heavy
Give you 50 pounds, see how fast you can sell it
Meet me at Harold's Chicken on 87
Parked in the drop on the side by
Mega you want to be a gangsta? There's real gangsta
Shit going on in the streets man, yo niggas is in the grind
Where you be at man? Niggas be bucking
cannot
Its like King Arther and Knight Sir Lance-A-Lot
Lefty and Donnie Brasco, Gotti and Paul
Before I woulda told you Prodigy's my dog
Through
yet, you sound real ignorant
They’ll shoot a black man cruising by in a suit and tie
Execute a black man, ignore every truth for lies
And a conviction,
you hanging out with real riders mane guarantee to blow yo light out
Standing on yo word show loyalty to me til yo word disappear like some white out
digital like money man, i'm at them loads
If you a real one then you know how it goes
I'm a King i need a Queen, not the hoes
And its one loyalty to my bros
What is knowledge
Knowledge is power
And what are we
Kings daddy
Kings
Don’t ever let them try to take yo crown
Kings
Got each other with no one else
shit's phenomenal, droppin' like domino
Comin' with the real yo and fuck what you feel yo
This is not for all the freaks in short skirts
This is for my
year or beginnin of nex year (that shit
Gonna be like ahhh fuck) and its goin down, Triple 6 Mafia, the Kings of
Memphis (of the M-Town) tha real kind
Ha ha yea
Uh real shit
Check it out yo
Get a grip, get it fast
More smoke, more cash dPG with the blue flag
One ratchet ho with a fat ass
Category,
Discuss these real king of memphis by yo gotti Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In