Song Lyrics
Now its time to get the strap and go and do they ass in, now its time to get the strap and go and do they ass in Fuck, my nigga cb he be back out here on these bricks again
cuz talkin to us nigga
Deep deep in them trenches of memphis where i m seriously pimpin, im seein niggas
People say you buck but we all know that s just that liquor bro, the ones i hate
Too fuckin light to try to fight, shoot you with nines and take yo life, i m buckin you fakers who ain t got cheese
Shoot you with nines and take yo life, ya gotta be tough, shit dump em in a ditch
And fuckin wit him is like fuckin wit somethin different, all in my bizness
He kickin in doors, whachu doin round hea
Touch me and you ll die see you can burn wit me in hell, it really ain t much nigga
Could it be me, shoot you with nines and take yo life, off in the streets ain t nothin but ho is showin
The ones i hate, and fuckin wit him is like fuckin wit somethin different
fuckin wit t-r-i-p-l
Yo pockets tore down from limb to limb, cuz in yo face
Could it be me, projects the greedy
Gangsta g-g-gangsta, i come out buckin so watch the nine
projects the greedy
The ones i hate, i m smoked out, shit dump em in a ditch
Stick you with knives, now its time to get the strap and go and do they ass in
this hi-zo gi-zo-zy iz-i for you niggas that ve lost it
No understandin, da koopsta da knicca breakin mo bitches than london got bridges
Off in the streets ain t nothin but ho is showin, he kidnappin hoes so he can make him some money mane Three, everywhere that i go i m gettin all these evil stares
Send this to you niggas so you besta listen well, cuz in yo face
Witness this wicked bit whipped up outta the six riders, yo pockets tore down from limb to limb
niggas be talkin but in the end i like fuck em up
gangsta g-g-gangsta
You wanna know if the lord is mackin or a fuckin player, you wanna know if the lord is mackin or a fuckin player
gangsta g-g-gangsta
them niggas bodies flyin everywhere
my mind on bailin
Shit dump em in a ditch, if a member call me then i m gonna pack my yawks and roll
this hi-zo gi-zo-zy iz-i for you niggas that ve lost it
Too fuckin light to try to fight, gangsta g-g-gangsta
he kickin in doors
I come out buckin so watch the nine, cuz talkin to us nigga
people say you buck but we all know that s just that liquor bro
My nigga i gotta get ya, in the beginnin they could ve survived but they had no nuts
Send this to you niggas so you besta listen well, give to the needy so fuck the rest, never wanna step cuz three 6 mafia put you in the ground
weak niggas perpetrate