Uh uhh, the Three 6 Loungin' in the give y'all a little demonstration Of how we it here in the M-town Finna' somethin' like this
See in Memphis, playaz be kind of like laid back In some ass rides, blunts in the sack, I'm blowin' the pack Hittin' the park about three, sometimes a later The last day of the week and they couldn't any They leavin' the park and hittin' the South strip, ride The South Gatin' skatin' ring later on night
We in the lot bumpin' our underground rap and Juicy part 2, and for another one, hey, just couldn't wait We back at the crib sweatin' the room W-30's as [unverified] in scenes we use from the 4 track, two and simple cassette That's through a pimpsta's
Now time to hit the stereos stores and collect We at the club and Saturday's special request made Me and Man hit the tables, coopsta ,Scarecrow rock the stage Bangin' so bunk, there some fools always 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 Gettin' out In da
my grooves, we just ride Ridin' through the hood with my Gettin' out In da
Pimpin' my grooves, we ride Ridin' the hood with my homies Gettin' out In da
Pimpin' my grooves, we just Ridin' the hood with my homies Gettin' out In da
Drunk off red dog, as we bump through the fog Me, Scarecrow, Crunchy, Skinny G, and all my bothaz Fly got his mind in the sky as we chiefin' Black Glocks that's in the ride fiendin' for a
Some Tanqueray grab my yey with little [unverified] That's how we did it since I was a troubled 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 Scarecrow want the 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 khaki slacks and me black And my gats in case I had to dig up a plot of dirt hit Paul up on his home, tell him to bring his slow ass on So we can hit the comb before the ganja's gone, Da Summa
my grooves, we just ride Ridin' the hood with 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 ride 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
the E and J, Koop, then let's take a ride and shoot To the high school, North Side 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 time on my If pull me over I be hopin' they don't find the nine Made enough from to holla 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] shootin' Just a few homies who I grew up in the with me And the ones in Orange [unverified] University, yeah
It's late and I'm ballin' down Elvis street my horn, tryin' to get this girl attention in front of me 'Cuz everyday I'm out there tryin' to get a number how the Juice is in da summa
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 Gettin' out In da
my grooves, we just ride Ridin' through the hood my homies smoked out In da
my grooves, we just ride Ridin' through the hood with my smoked 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