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 like this
See in Memphis, them playaz be kind of laid back In some clean ass rides, in the sack, I'm blowin' the pack Hittin' the park about three, a little later The last day of the and they couldn't any greater They the park and hittin' the South Park strip, ride The South Gatin' skatin' ring later on that
We in the lot our underground rap tapes Paul and Juicy part 2, and for another one, hey, just wait We back at the sweatin' into the room W-30's as in every scenes we use Straight from the 4 track, two and cassette That's through a pimpsta's
Now it's time to hit the stereos stores and We at the club Friday's and Saturday's special request Me and Juice Man hit the tables, coopsta ,Scarecrow the stage Bangin' so bunk, there some fools gotta start a fight They usually made us close up that night, in da summa 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
Pimpin' my grooves, we just Ridin' through the hood my homies smoked out In da
Pimpin' my grooves, we ride Ridin' through the with my homies Gettin' out In da
Drunk off red dog, as we bump the mystic fog Me, Scarecrow, Crunchy, G, and all my bothaz call Fly got his mind in the sky as we chiefin' Black that's in the ride fiendin' for a homicide
Some grab my yey mess with little [unverified] That's how we always did it since I was a kid But we don't stop cuz our heart is pumpin' blood like No man up in the trauma, head is broken In Da
Some of the Scarecrow the ceremony Till the sun sets me ease, until the fall breeze up to the darkness, listen close to noises in the streets Grab my Uzi up Indonesia, 6 fill my breeze
Don't want me khaki slacks and me black t-shirt And my automatic gats in case I had to dig up a plot of Then hit up on his home, tell him to bring his slow ass on So we can hit the honey comb before the ganja's gone, Da
Pimpin' my grooves, we just Ridin' through the hood my homies Gettin' out In da
my grooves, we just ride Ridin' through the hood my homies Gettin' 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 hood with my smoked out In da
the E and J, Koop, then let's take a ride and shoot To the high school, North Side where the rule I'm scopin' all the freaks, with weave and a sexy switch "Can I get ya numba?" "I man"
Well, I'm a trick down violent time, one time on my mind If they pull me over I be hopin' they find the nine Made enough from to holla at Blac and Cam Chiefin' on the blunts in the alley balla', yeah
forget my roadie big Kurt, Swally, and Dion Project Pat and the shootin' teflon Just a few homies who I grew up in the hood me And the in Orange Blossom [unverified] University, yeah
It's gettin' and I'm ballin' down Elvis street Blowin' my horn, tryin' to get this girl in front of me 'Cuz everyday I'm out tryin' to get a freak number how the Juice is in da summa
Pimpin' my grooves, we ride Ridin' through the hood with my smoked out In da
Pimpin' my grooves, we just Ridin' through the hood with my Gettin' 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
how we do it, so that's how it is The Three 6 Mafia in the for the '95 Straight from the M-town The DJ Paul, Infamous the Scarecrow The Knicca and Crunchy Black We out