Uh uhh, the 6 Mafia Loungin' in the give y'all a little demonstration Of how we kick it in the M-town Finna' drop somethin' this
See in Memphis, them playaz be of like laid back In some ass rides, blunts in the sack, I'm blowin' the pack Hittin' the about three, sometimes a little later The last day of the and they couldn't any greater They leavin' the park and hittin' the South Park strip, The Gatin' skatin' ring later on that night
We in the lot bumpin' our underground rap Paul and Juicy 2, and for another one, hey, just couldn't wait We back at the crib sweatin' into the as [unverified] in every scenes we use Straight the 4 track, two and simple cassette That's through a mode
Now it's time to hit the stores and collect We at the club Friday's and Saturday's special made Me and Man hit the tables, coopsta ,Scarecrow rock the stage Bangin' so bunk, there fools always gotta start a fight They usually made us close up that night, in da summa In da
Pimpin' my grooves, we just Ridin' through the hood with my smoked out In da
Pimpin' my grooves, we ride Ridin' the hood with my homies smoked out In da
Pimpin' my grooves, we ride Ridin' through the with my homies smoked out In da
my grooves, we just ride Ridin' through the with my homies Gettin' out In da
Drunk off red dog, as we through the mystic fog Me, Scarecrow, Crunchy, G, and all my bothaz call Fly got his mind in the sky as we chiefin' Black Glocks that's in the ride for a homicide
Some Tanqueray grab my yey mess with little That's how we always did it since I was a kid But we don't stop cuz our is pumpin' blood like thunder No man up in the trauma, is broken In Da Summa
Some of the want the ceremony Till the sun me ease, until the night fall breeze up to the darkness, listen close to noises in the streets Grab my Uzi up Indonesia, 6 need my breeze
Don't want me black slacks and me black t-shirt And my automatic in case I had to dig up a plot of dirt Then hit up on his home, tell him to bring his slow ass on So we can hit the honey before the ganja's gone, Da Summa
my grooves, we just ride Ridin' the hood with my homies smoked out In da
Pimpin' my grooves, we ride Ridin' through the with my homies Gettin' out In da
Pimpin' my grooves, we ride through the hood with my homies Gettin' out In da
my grooves, we just ride Ridin' through the hood my homies Gettin' out In da
Pass the E and J, Koop, then let's take a ride and To the high school, Side where the playaz rule I'm scopin' all the freaks, with some weave and a sexy "Can I get ya numba?" "I man"
Well, I'm a trick Ballin' down violent time, one on my mind If pull me over I be hopin' they don't find the nine Made enough from evergreen to at Blac and Cam Chiefin' on the blunts in the alley slangin' balla',
Couldn't my roadie big Kurt, Swally, and Dion Project Pat and the [unverified] teflon Just a few homies who I up in the hood with me And the ones in Orange Blossom University, yeah
It's gettin' late and I'm ballin' down street Blowin' my horn, to get this girl attention in front of me 'Cuz everyday I'm out there tryin' to get a freak how the Juice is in da summa
Pimpin' my grooves, we just Ridin' through the hood my homies Gettin' out In da
Pimpin' my grooves, we just Ridin' through the hood with my Gettin' out In da
my grooves, we just ride Ridin' through the hood with my Gettin' out In da
my grooves, we just ride Ridin' through the with my homies smoked out In da
That's how we do it, so how it is The 6 Mafia in the house for the '95 from the M-town The Juice DJ Paul, Lord the Scarecrow The Koopsta and Crunchy Black We out