's why I stay ever on the grind Grind in Decatum every day Fool I got yay [verse 2: Wicked] Fool I'm climbin' Straight grindin (Gangsta!) Still risin' I got
I ain't ask I took my paper Cause fool I ain't a rookie in these streets, I pull capers Cause now we ball till we fall, drink Cristal Ghetto superstars
back in 1992('92), I keep goin back an play possum like I don't know who, if I knew who, what, when, where an how, if I knew back then, would I know now
all got love for the muthafuckin' hatchet I got a little problem with actin' a fool I get Violent like J and then I spray up the room Unfadable, real
money Stick wid it niggas is get the money Westcoast mafia I gave the gangbanging like fuck the money now I see My riches to get my milk and honey as I
R I S T the devil is my rival, I'm liable to hit my knees and go to the ghetto and start Revival I mean what I say and I say what I mean If you ain't
You ain't Mafia, you don't know the deal Representin Memphis to the fullest and I got my gat But it ain't where you from it's where you at I'm in the
Mafia, you don't know the deal Representin Memphis to the fullest and I got my gat But it ain't where you from it's where you at I'm in the golden, nigga
packin choppers I'm having this ghetto money tryin to stay papered up like a fax I keep tellin all these niggas out this way you ain't got to have
about us mafia nigga! Poppin' you nigga! If ya close range we sockin' you nigga! [Chorus] [Verse 3:] Representin' fo' dat southside! You try! Oh god
a long line You find you fixin' to die cuz I'm gettin' close Now have you ever seen a killa after midnight? Nigga don't trip cuz I got the pistol-grip
shape you got upon that frame I like the way you talk your game we might be one and the same Now I know you got a buzz off that alcohol I got a house
you Till this day, I'mma ride for you And God forbid, gotta die too When you pull that gat, I'll be right beside you To guide you, on who to hit and
the mind, to take over Loose lips sink ships, so motherfucker I'ma show ya overthrow ya I got these broads, up under you understand While you falling in love, the whole time I
Three 6 Mafia) [Chorus x3] Smoked out, loced out Loced out lo-loced out loced out (Triple ss triple six mafia mafia) Niggga but you know but you can
I know you got time with dude and I'm new But I'mma true and I'm tryin to get into you I know he probably give you big love But I don't trip cause Dude
' paper Plus I used to hack And now I'm ridin' fool, I'll see you later Now I see you muggin' in my face When I'm ridin' up Say you saw the late nite