Lyrics:
[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
out of town moving funny I came here from Memphis
I'm the type to kick her out the car if she want some attention
They tried to tell me do bad ain't
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
screamin' rest In peace to your mans
But you ain't step by him
Walk him down, I just helped you out
Now you can rest by him
Sold a nigga five thousand blues
of Memphis trill
Chopper mags inside the whip
Don't know how you can't get that shit
Keep the ratchet never slip
Niggas faker than a bitch
Shoot his momma
Been trapping by the pound
Been trapping by the pound
Not a word not a sound
Move around move around
I come from Memphis
I come from them trenches
I come
, see that world fair
Reason I'm going, 'cause my baby's there
Goin' to Memphis, see that world fair
Need no heater fireplace by my bed
Woman, I got
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
(Words and music by Shorty Medlocke)
All on fucking board!
Uh huh!
Well. Train, train
Lord take me on out of this town
Yeah train, train, come
We lost our four big chances
Calvary Dallas Memphis LA
In two thousand years, four chances
A cross and a gun stole them away
A man called John loved
I'm just
Climbing up mount everest
I swear it's like
Crawling from here to Memphis
Knocked senseless, like
Digging a hole to china to find
You
off the ironing board, I'm finna get ready to tear the club up on my Memphis shit
Field trip air starting to hit, real remarkable, four spinning wheels
(North Memphis, South Memphis, West Memphis, Wood, Orange Mounds)
Bitch I ran up, fled the scene when the feds up
Choppa knock his fucking head off
If it ain't about money then stay up off my line
Patience is virtue I'm about to save it by the dime
Swiping with revenue praying that it don't
again
And in a frenzy he was gone
And so he ran home naked in the Memphis rain
While Jodie stayed at home and washed away the stain
A fucking pain
go strong with your move
If I make that phone call my Memphis niggas hunting you
God sent his angels to help me get rid of loose screws
Think you got
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
Memphis Mafia, mane
Ya dig
REMIX!
Skrt, skrt, skrt, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Skrrrt
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Paper
She did not want to drive
She did not want to fly
She did not want to wait
For a bus to come by
She did not want to hassle
She did not
suffering
Searching for the face of Jesus
Looking for the light we need
Searching for the face of Jesus
painted in the blood we bleed
By the side
Spark come out of the switch, 4th of July (frrt)
Diamonds sluggin', I'm back to my old ways (ayy)
Tinted Phantom gettin' chauffeured by Jose (skrrt)
Street), but a North Memphis baby (baby)
Switches hit him, leave him lazy (grrt, boom, boom)
Cut him off by his navel (boom)
Still servin' the neighbors
Intro
(David Banner)
It's ya boy David Banner
I'ma see if I can bring tha Gangsta Walk back
Memphis, Mississipi, Everybody from tha South
County fair
We walk by they all stop and stare
Cuz she’s the candy apple queen
Miss Tennessee
If you think she’s pretty you outta see her
Hair pulled back
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