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(Big Gipp)
Yeah, yeah,
6 Mafia
(Here it is)
Know what I'm
Mob
(Triple Six Mafia)
ATL

(Big Gipp)
M-town
(Man)
What you about that?
(You ask fo' no mo')
What you
What you
(I'ma hit ya back)
What you

What you What you know?
'Bout the B's, that O
'Bout streets, 'bout this 9
'Bout these niggaz doin'

What you What you know?
the kickin' in the do'
Layin' on the flo'
Gettin' low down with the

What you know? you know?
the B's, 'bout that O
'Bout these streets, this 9
'Bout niggaz doin' time

What you know? you know?
'Bout the in the do'
Layin' on the flo'
Gettin' low down the dope

In Memphis, I'm a felonist, don't fuck with ghetto
Run up in residence, gather all the evidence
list is specialist, clickin' on this medicine
Unloadin' a Tec in this, hang you by neck-a-lace

All in for the blessedness, Lord reck-a-less
Mobbin', I'm the messiest, best, there is no this
Hellraiser, I'm hookin' 'em, four chef, I'm cookin' 'em
Like that, now I'm 'em, slash they eyes out look at 'em

What you about killaz, what you know about dealers?
What you about niggaz that live fake? Know I'm for real-a
What you about bitches, what you know about clickin'?
One in the chamber so nigga now you I'm out to get ya

What you know about robbin', you know about mobbin'?
all through the hood nigga doin' my job 'n
I tryin' to be starvin', I'm just leg over barbin'
shots at your head, nigga doin' my job 'n

What you know? you know?
'Bout the B's, 'bout O
'Bout these streets, this 9
'Bout these doin' time

What you know? What you
the kickin' in the do'
Layin' suckers on the
Gettin' low down the dope

you know? What you know?
'Bout the B's, 'bout O
'Bout streets, 'bout this 9
'Bout niggaz doin' time

What you know? What you
the kickin' in the do'
Layin' on the flo'
Gettin' low with the dope

Juciy be gamin', keep that roast to the flame 'n
Slangin' in the Grove, all the way to Black Haven
Call your boy on the cell, if you want somethin',
We got prostitutes and whitey-white tryin' to make mail

Have you to the North, Memphis where I be stayin'
Where them golds, they be shinin', nothin' but smiles on faces
stumblin', rumblin', keep the freaky hoes comin'
If they suck the dick, we put that nut in they stomach

Ain't no that's to big, nigga fucked up 'bout no task
Two of them coloreds them masks, sawed-off pumps for mega-blast
Forty-thousand, one in the chamber, buck artila for his own man
Nigga I'm my own man, never me runnin' from no man

It's so strange, the look on you face that does not
Or brings it to lane, put blood on your close lane
Your eyes be like closin', hoes from head to 'n
Fuck with the chosen, got you stiff like posin'

What you What you know?
'Bout the B's, 'bout O
'Bout these streets, 'bout 9
'Bout these niggaz doin'

What you What you know?
the kickin' in the do'
Layin' suckers on the
Gettin' low down the dope

What you know? you know?
the B's, 'bout that O
'Bout these streets, this 9
'Bout these niggaz time

What you know? What you
'Bout the in the do'
Layin' on the flo'
Gettin' low with the dope

Don't give a fuck, I'm slizzard
Tough like gizzards, strickly 'Cardi, wizard
Pill popper, afro, blowed
Corner coves, what I'm talkin', what you

'Bout that girl, 'bout that boy, keep that nose
scrachin', junkies steady bitchin'
I can't feel it, nigga please, stop that actin', it up
4 for the 5, is what I'm sellin', 12 'n started bailin'

Kickin' do's, snatchin' clothes, catchin' hoes, cases
Sittin' in the country thinkin' my money on vacation
This for the that love the club pop, sip-sip
Gipp dip, In a ho, in the jail, crip

Keep it crackin', keep it throwed, who first
knows
How it goes, what you know, 'bout these
I'm fo'
(ATL)