make his family shed alotta tears. I'm a North Memphis ni**a, we weighed everything, send them boys in Chi-town they like to gang bang, ?????? know the
P] Them boys from the south.. got golds in they mouth.. Don't trust them when this sun drought.. cause them boys will take you out [Master P] Nigga
20's before they get with ya Them South side boys will get ya Ready to roll straight outta control scummy off the liquor Them Chi Town boys will get
Gang bangin' ain't go' never die, as long As niggaz ain't got nothing we go' be thuggin' forever high Ain't no more drive by's, niggaz chase you down '
you got a decent bag, but yo shit ain't big as mine If you get your game tight, I'ma have to rob you blind I'm from K town, bitch, with different gangs
clique We got cash so we screamin' out "Shake somethin' bitch" This is yo' song, let me see your dirty thong David Banner, Mississippi tell them boys that it's on (Tell them boys
have you smilin witchur neck Say cheese My doughs a bit longer My flow is jus slaughter My wrists look like frozen poland spring water So tell me boys tell me boys
witcha neck Say cheese My doughs a bit longer My flow is just slaughter My wrists look like frozen Poland Spring water So tell me boys tell me boys who
, can tell 'em bring the whole gang I'm a get you but that automatic touchin' er'thing Nigga, it's the Birdman J.R., Pure Pain You just a curb stain Tell them boys
and get it real fast" One of you *** gon' feel these b*** Six cannons, loaded, c*** and pull it West gang, ridin' out, that's all we do West gang, ***
pimp eerrie pimp and gangsta! eerie gang eerie gang eerie gang eerie gang eerrie pimp and gangsta! [Chorus - Mr. G'stacka] Now it's the pimp and the gangsta
For some glocks and techno chops and a gang of ammo Took a hit of the chronic dank to expand my thoughts relax nerves When I get back to the town just
gang ah Mo Thug ass niggaz, stay true to tha shit, let us ran on crome. Decapitator, playa hata, pap pap in it this life and I'm rollin. Always remember souljah boys
aint country twang when i do my thing, see i work from sun up to sun down, you better be ready when i come to your town, cause me and my boys we gon'
Spoken: Vern: Howdy, my name's Vern, this here's my gang (nods to man on one side, woman on the other). We're special sort of cow-pokes and we'd like
With the help of Big Bank and the Master G So get up, throw down, we're funkward bound Hey, the Sugarhill Gang is in your town Now, baby doll and all
skip town and kick it dress code just some khaki brown lil Dickies got them pounds and chickens stuffed and coffee grounds in visions nigga chorus: x2 it dont get no gangsta