Uh uhh, the 6 Mafia in the studio Finna' give y'all a demonstration Of how we kick it in the M-town Finna' drop like this
See in Memphis, them playaz be kind of like laid In clean ass rides, blunts in the sack, I'm blowin' the pack Hittin' the park about three, sometimes a little The last day of the week and they couldn't any They leavin' the park and hittin' the Park strip, ride The South Gatin' ring later on that night
We in the lot bumpin' our underground rap Paul and Juicy part 2, and for another one, hey, just couldn't We back at the crib sweatin' the room W-30's as in every scenes we use from 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 request made Me and Juice Man hit the tables, coopsta ,Scarecrow the stage Bangin' so bunk, there some fools always gotta a fight They usually made us up early 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 hood my homies smoked out In da
Pimpin' my grooves, we ride Ridin' the hood with my homies Gettin' out In da
my grooves, we just ride Ridin' the hood with my homies smoked out In da
Drunk off red dog, as we bump through the fog Me, Scarecrow, Crunchy, Skinny G, and all my call Fly got his in the sky as we chiefin' blunts Black that's in the ride fiendin' for a homicide
Some Tanqueray grab my yey with little [unverified] That's how we always did it I was a troubled kid But we don't stop cuz our heart is blood like thunder No man up in the trauma, head is broken In Da
of the Scarecrow want the ceremony Till the sun sets me ease, until the fall breeze Rise up to the darkness, listen close to noises in the Grab my Uzi up Indonesia, 6 need my breeze
Don't want me black khaki and me black t-shirt And my gats in case I had to dig up a plot of dirt Then hit Paul up on his home, tell him to his slow ass on So we can hit the comb before the ganja's gone, Da Summa
my grooves, we just ride Ridin' through the hood my homies smoked out In da
my grooves, we just ride Ridin' through the hood my homies Gettin' out In da
my grooves, we just ride Ridin' through the with my homies smoked out In da
Pimpin' my grooves, we ride Ridin' the hood with my homies smoked out In da
the E and J, Koop, then let's take a ride and shoot To the high school, Side where the playaz rule I'm scopin' all the freaks, with weave and a sexy switch "Can I get ya numba?" "I man"
Well, I'm a holla Ballin' down violent time, one on my mind If they pull me over I be hopin' they find the nine Made from evergreen to holla at Blac and Cam Chiefin' on the blunts in the alley slangin' balla',
forget 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 Blossom [unverified] University, yeah
It's gettin' late and I'm ballin' Elvis street Blowin' my horn, tryin' to get this girl attention in of me 'Cuz everyday I'm out there tryin' to get a number That's how the Juice is in da
Pimpin' my grooves, we ride through the hood with my homies Gettin' out In da
Pimpin' my grooves, we ride through the hood with my homies Gettin' out In da
Pimpin' my grooves, we ride Ridin' through the hood my homies Gettin' out In da
Pimpin' my grooves, we ride Ridin' through the hood with my Gettin' out In da
how we do it, so that's how it is The 6 Mafia in the house for the '95 Straight from the M-town The DJ Paul, Infamous the Scarecrow The Koopsta Knicca and Crunchy We out