Lyrics:
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(Ride out niggas!)
Dammit Memphis on the scene
They sippin' syrup and ridin' clean
On the block we by some beams
These stacks is bulgin' out
a Harley (oh shit)
I'm just tryna to smoke a blunt, no Bacardi
Doin' a buck eighty in my new 'Rari (vroom)
Roll up, spark up, like I'm Bob Marley
Get high
hustlers play
(??)
I'm a treal ass hustler, a for real ass hustler
That made it create it not to be imatated by you trick ass busters
Straight hustling for
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
on the town, then you shit outta luck
I don't play in Milwaukee, but I been bout my buck, hold up
I see ya got some haters, yeah money a do it
Shawty do some
Ayup
They said I can't get there from here
There’s no careers 'less you're
Sellin’ books, boots, or beer
But I'll get big bucks and
Dough without
fucking face, Mitchell Heights to buck it up
Treatin Loderdale the BDL will urk and hender us
BDL mean break da law
See and tell them what you saw
See they
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
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
and I'm proud to say
It's the only kind of tune I listen to
I listen to Buck Owens every day
Okay, okay, well, well
Well, now that you've admitted
this glock right by my waste
I walk in margiela i buy out the store
Natural diamonds, my neck on froze
All of my shootas they gripping they poles
Broke
piece of change
Mix the perc with honey this with bitch tryna celebrate
Baby I never get tired I'm like Kevin gates
Put down yo pride your surrounded by
Filling special delivery's
Call me Stax to the 3rd degree
What the fuck is wrong with me
Been drinking too much Hennessy
Para North Memphis activities
Uh yea uh
This shit raw no cut uh
Uh uh uh foxes only lets get it
I'm by the city so I ain't got the drakes I brought all the switches with me
creatures dancing on the lawn
A Dinosaur Victrola
List'ning to Buck Owens
Doo, doo, doo
Lookin' out my back door
Tambourines and elephants
Are playing in
down by me
He leaned on the tank that was helping his breathing
Said it's bad when your body is gone
I said this is sure a nice town that you've got
gon' finish yes I am dammit
We gonna slam it down like to hit it, here its shitted
Here its time for them niggas in Memphis, Tenn to get deep within it
hustlers play
(??)
I'm a treal ass hustler, a for real ass hustler
That made it create it not to be imatated by you trick ass busters
Straight hustling for
will
Way to many brothers get took for large sums but me
You can't be frail and don't be light with ya narrow ass
Gain ya weight
Drink beer by
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
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
(Now)
G-Unit nigga's is runnin' this shit (Now)
If you ain't reppin where you from-Sit Down!
[Verse - Lloyd Banks]
By now I know you done seen me
Drinking, smoking in the streets
I'm blowing up I'm off the sheets
I'm soling I don't need no feats
Show y'all how to fck the scene!
Memphis in my
to the cost
And it's been so forever
This monetary world is killing us one by one
Ooh ooh
Wishing me a sailboat to go around the world
With my seven bucks
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