Uh uhh, the 6 Mafia Loungin' in the Finna' give y'all a demonstration Of how we kick it here in the Finna' drop like this
See in Memphis, them be kind of like laid back 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 they couldn't any They leavin' the park and 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 crib 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 to hit the stereos stores and collect We at the Friday's and Saturday's special request made Me and Juice Man hit the tables, coopsta ,Scarecrow the stage Bangin' so bunk, there some fools always gotta start a They usually made us close up early that night, in da In da
Pimpin' my grooves, we ride Ridin' through the hood with my Gettin' out In da
my grooves, we just ride Ridin' the hood with my homies 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' through the hood with my smoked out In da
Drunk off red dog, as we through the mystic fog Me, Scarecrow, Crunchy, Skinny G, and all my bothaz 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 [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, head is broken In Da
Some of the Scarecrow the ceremony Till the sun sets me ease, the night fall breeze Rise up to the darkness, listen to noises in the streets my Uzi up Indonesia, 6 fill need my breeze
Don't want me black 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 gone, Da Summa
Pimpin' my grooves, we ride through the hood with my homies Gettin' out In da
my grooves, we just ride Ridin' through the hood with my smoked out In da
Pimpin' my grooves, we just Ridin' through the hood my homies Gettin' out In da
my grooves, we just 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, North 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 down violent time, one time on my mind If they pull me I be hopin' they don't find the nine Made enough 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] shootin' Just a few homies who I up in the hood with me And the ones in Orange Blossom [unverified] University,
It's gettin' late and I'm ballin' down 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 through the hood with my homies Gettin' out In da
Pimpin' my grooves, we just through the hood with my homies 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' through the with my homies smoked out In da
how we do it, so that's how it is The Three 6 in the house for the '95 Straight the M-town The Juice DJ Paul, Lord Infamous the The Knicca and Crunchy Black We out