Uh uhh, the Three 6 in the studio Finna' y'all a little demonstration Of how we kick it in the M-town Finna' drop like this
See in Memphis, them playaz be of like laid back In some clean ass rides, in the sack, I'm blowin' the pack Hittin' the about three, sometimes a little later The last day of the week and couldn't any greater They leavin' the park and hittin' the South Park strip, The South Gatin' skatin' ring later on that
We in the lot our underground rap tapes and Juicy part 2, and for another one, hey, just couldn't 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 simple 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 request Me and Juice Man hit the tables, coopsta ,Scarecrow rock the Bangin' so bunk, there some fools always gotta start a usually made us close up early that night, in da summa 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 hood with my Gettin' 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
Drunk off red dog, as we bump the mystic fog Me, Scarecrow, Crunchy, Skinny G, and all my call Fly got his in the sky as we chiefin' blunts Glocks that's in the ride fiendin' 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 heart is pumpin' blood thunder No man up in the trauma, is broken In Da Summa
Some of the Scarecrow the ceremony Till the sun sets me ease, until the night breeze Rise up to the darkness, listen close to noises in the Grab my Uzi up Indonesia, 6 need my breeze
Don't me black khaki slacks and me black t-shirt And my automatic gats in case I had to dig up a of dirt Then hit up on his home, tell him to bring his slow ass on So we can hit the honey comb the ganja's gone, 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 with my homies smoked out In da
Pimpin' my grooves, we just Ridin' through the with my homies Gettin' out In da
Pimpin' my grooves, we just through the hood with my homies Gettin' out In da
Pass the E and J, Koop, then take a ride and shoot To the school, North Side where the playaz rule I'm scopin' all the freaks, with some and a sexy switch "Can I get ya numba?" "I man"
Well, I'm a holla down violent time, one time on my mind If they pull me I be hopin' they don't find the nine Made enough from to holla at Blac and Cam on the blunts in the alley slangin' balla', yeah
Couldn't forget my roadie big Kurt, Swally, and Project Pat and the [unverified] teflon Just a few homies who I grew up in the with me And the ones in Orange Blossom University, yeah
It's gettin' and I'm ballin' down Elvis street my horn, tryin' to get this girl attention in front of me 'Cuz I'm out there tryin' to get a freak number That's how the is in da summa
my grooves, we just ride Ridin' the hood with my homies smoked out In da
my grooves, we just ride Ridin' through the hood with my Gettin' out In da
Pimpin' my grooves, we ride Ridin' through the hood with my Gettin' out In da
Pimpin' my grooves, we just Ridin' through the with my homies Gettin' out In da
how we do it, so that's 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