Lyrics:
to murder a trick
You could be a friend or foe, kinda down or not
I'm rollin' with tha fool Crunchy and we got them Glocks
Backed up by the .45 and the .38
you know? What you know?
Bout the kickin' in the do'
Layin' cuckers on the flo'
Gettin' low down with the dope
Lord Infamous-
In Memphis, I'm
[Intro]
Yeah!
Hypnotize Minds!
Three 6 Mafia!
Yuh! You niggas wanna motherfuckin' play nigga
Don't go by the Terrance playin' no motherfuckin'
is kind of insane
I Scarecrow with mystical styles
Niggas are getting buck wild
Look at my dirty fouls
Bodies are stacked up by pounds
You want to fuck
drive by's, homicides and shooting up niggas cars
What's the point of being a street nigga kicking with the stars
Though the niggas that you really loved
ho in the world
You moved all the way to Memphis from (Atlanta)
'Cause you was scared like a little girl
Little sorry broke bitch ass nigga
You ran
ho in the world
You moved all the way to Memphis from (Atlanta)
'Cause you was scared like a little girl
Little sorry broke bitch ass nigga
You ran
Played an old Buck Owens record never ever seen it fail
Got the hungrys for your love tiger by the tail
We're goin' foot stomp stompin'
You know I
my tongue licks
Behind me gettin' handcuffed by a slut
Look, I'm from Gittero what?
Southside niggas throw it up when
It's time to get buck
Niggas in
by making this motherfuckin' world rock
Side to fuckin' silence bitch for years and man we still ain't stop
Still ridin' clean, makin' cheese
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
Victrola listnein' to Buck Owens doodoodoo lookin' out my back door
Tambourines and elephants are playing in the band
Won't you take a ride on the flying
‘em *gunshot*
Pop in that, in that and that hood
Hell I even call a little funkin in the back woods
I give props to St Louis, props to Memphis
Buck
in the dumps
By 25, i hoped that have way more time than twenty bucks
The milk, the smokes, he
Came right back, i love him so
I see him often, like
Yeah, I'm killer, so come tempt me (duh)
Memphis shooters like the Grizzlies (go)
Shoot his baby mama in his chest (grrt, grrt)
Damn near knocked
Hook:
I got bitches that can party all night
She was stuffing coke in her off white
Rick Owens tell me what the cost like
Ima be a rich nigga
on the lawn
Dinosaur Victrola, listenin' to Buck Owens
Doo, doo, doo, lookin' out my back door
Tambourines and elephants are playin' in the band
Won't you take
Dinosaur Victrola, listenin' to Buck Owens Doo, doo, doo, lookin' out my back door
Tambourines and elephants are playin' in the band Won't you take a ride
was hitching a ride
I guess we’re both felt pretty lucky driving to Memphis side by side We were both feeling on fire
We just had to burn it down
When
fules, attention
Not only was you weak
Need another nigga drivin'
I stop the car
Said do you want to buck em'
Rough Koopsta
Shirt I knew your hurt
Take
Buck jump motherfucker buck jump ya bitch
Buck jump motherfucker buck jump ya bitch
Verse 1
(DJ Paul)
We represent Memphis, Sippi
and I don't
know
I want to get rid of those faked up hoes
It's the city of Memphis
Watch me witness how this nigga unload
Rage make me regularly, force me
to Memphis
Kind of hard to adapt
So homes turned to the strap
To succeed tried rap, couldn't fight got slapped
Shot dice threw craps, did time back out, damn
[Memphis Bleek]
Yo I park where da crack at
Heads by packs at
Down in Philly
Where my niggas roll crabs at
Pack gats at
Run up in a label
Take
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