Uh uhh, the Three 6 Loungin' in the Finna' give y'all a little Of how we kick it here in the drop somethin' like this
See in Memphis, them playaz be kind of like laid In some clean ass rides, blunts in the sack, I'm blowin' the Hittin' the park three, sometimes a little later The last day of the week and couldn't any greater They the park and hittin' the South Park strip, ride The Gatin' skatin' ring later on that night
We in the lot bumpin' our rap tapes and Juicy part 2, and for another one, hey, just couldn't wait We back at the crib sweatin' into the W-30's as [unverified] in scenes we use Straight from the 4 track, two and cassette through a pimpsta's mode
Now it's time to hit the stereos and collect We at the club Friday's and Saturday's special made Me and Juice Man hit the tables, ,Scarecrow rock the stage so bunk, there some 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 just Ridin' the hood with my homies Gettin' out In da
Pimpin' my grooves, we ride Ridin' the hood with my homies Gettin' out In da
Pimpin' my grooves, we ride Ridin' through the with my homies smoked out In da
Drunk off red dog, as we bump through the fog Me, Scarecrow, Crunchy, G, and all my bothaz call Fly got his mind in the sky as we chiefin' Glocks that's in the ride fiendin' for a homicide
Some grab my yey mess with little [unverified] how we always did it since I was a troubled kid But we don't cuz our heart is pumpin' blood like thunder No man up in the trauma, is broken In Da Summa
of the Scarecrow want the ceremony Till the sun sets me ease, the night fall breeze Rise up to the darkness, listen close to in the streets Grab my Uzi up Indonesia, 6 need my breeze
want me black khaki slacks and me black t-shirt And my automatic gats in case I had to dig up a of dirt hit Paul 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
Pimpin' my grooves, we just 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
Pimpin' my grooves, we ride Ridin' through the with my homies Gettin' out In da
Pimpin' my grooves, we just Ridin' the hood with my homies smoked out In da
Pass the E and J, Koop, then let's take a ride and To the high school, North Side where the playaz 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' violent time, one time on my mind If they pull me over I be hopin' they don't find the Made enough from evergreen to at Blac and Cam Chiefin' on the blunts in the slangin' balla', yeah
Couldn't forget my big Kurt, Swally, and Dion Project Pat and the shootin' teflon Just a few who I grew up in the hood with me And the ones in Blossom [unverified] University, yeah
gettin' late and I'm ballin' down Elvis street Blowin' my horn, tryin' to get this girl in front of me everyday I'm out there tryin' to get a freak number That's how the Juice is in da
my grooves, we just ride Ridin' through the with my homies Gettin' out In da
Pimpin' my grooves, we ride Ridin' through the with my homies Gettin' out In da
Pimpin' my grooves, we ride Ridin' the hood with my homies smoked out In da
Pimpin' my grooves, we just Ridin' through the hood with my 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 Infamous the The Koopsta Knicca and Black We out