Lyrics:
shit ain't that deep for real
But certain shit like cheese
Will leave you six
Feet deep if I'm knee deep in bills
Yo I sleep wit' steel cause I merk cats
Don't you dodge
Cuase it's only gonna be
Murder murder on my mind
Leavin' blank in the pass
When you drop that fuckin' glass
Manne I bet'cha I kill yo ass
Paul}
Yo yo yo Hypnotized motherfuckin Mindz productions up in here you heard me?
Hot Boys with Three motherfuckin 6 bitch {echoes}
pocket
Pull up on the scene I was holding that nugget
No point of you holding the chain if you tuckin
Run in yo shit and I heard that you clutching
These n****s ain't saying s**t the freshest in Memphis is
GHGG, Yeah that's the team, we at the top of the tree
N****s be coming with beef, treat that
picture
Take yo hoe and fuck her on the low just like a whisper
Dom Perignon by the pitcher
I used to eat at Crystal's
Nah I'm just lying, I used to meet
on my side n we dnt play no games
Dnt fuck with me, or my motha fuckin guys
We gon hit you with that desert eagle, right in ya eye
Slow-mo cash money, 22
I'm the one more than D-Rose
Shoot us kinda often 'cause we on
Chrome Heart leather, hoodie by VLONE
That's why I made this off my name
I ain't in
and
Every time I see her I just listen like yo gotti cuz
I just wanna show you love nothing else It's true
I just wanna show you love nothing else it's you
cold as hell
Stay teachin' waitin' tryin' to be patient ain't no cowards in here
It's like a fight when we in the ring
I'm Tyson bitin' off yo ear
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
(Too $hort) intro:
Short Dog's in the house
You know it's the same all the way from Oakland to Memphis
Hoe's hella freaky man
But you know
dealing with some sinners
Houston Denver Mid-West with Chicago in the center
Philly N.Y Orleans Memphis and Toronto in the winter
See me like them all see
We push this art like it's some trap shit
We're putting Memphis on the map
We're driven up in these streets
By music cook, eat, repeat
Shit's crazy
in da lobby
I really trap I just rap for a hobby
I shop with my plug in LA when I visit
Might cost you yo life if we pay u a visit
I can’t fall off
Aye heard you play ball u got did like Rickey
Tryna spend through the block imma have em look silly
They said a whole lotta shots in the Honda Civic
Paul}
Yo yo yo Hypnotized motherfuckin Mindz productions up in here you heard me?
Hot Boys with Three motherfuckin 6 bitch {echoes}
pink lemoade or sherballato
Pink lemonade or sherballato tell me
What you want hoe yh i got 35s
Tenscotti by tenco or i got gotti
By backpack boys in
Wet up yo' block, pussy boy, this not no cemetery
Walkin' through yo' spot, and you lookin like my adversary
I'mma get the fame, fuckin' hoe, I'm
Born and raised in the M-Memphis, Tennessee
Before it's said and done you bitches gon' remember me
This only the beginning, I got a lot to say
It's been
[Yea], let's take em back
Uh huh
Comin' up I was confused my momma kissin' a girl
Confusion occurs comin' up in a cold world
Daddy ain't around
shit talkin'
Niggas want me dead, fuck it I'm still walkin'
Enemies in the club, fuck it I'm still parkin' the coupe
First put the roof on a milk
the stars, walkin these long roads
Just me and my guitar, I'm a six string hobo
It's been two years since I've been gone
And I haven't smiled in oh so long
I
busy daddy's writing a song
This song ain't gonna write it'self
I'll give you one underdog then
You gotta swing by yourself
Then turn right around in
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