키: Eb major
Verse 1
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Was this in them trees
These are the things
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They held me vision
Seein' more things
Me and DJ Paul
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We got the hook off
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We gon' stee
We gon' play socidal to go slappin'
through thy window
Somethin's creepin' up slow
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It was a Lodus
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Read about a hoe
Some sippin' on the women
Who gon' want to cross my fules,
attention
Not only was you weak
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Need another nigga drivin'
I stop the car
Said do you want to buck em'
Rough Koopsta
Shirt I knew your hurt
Take the bridge back
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Take a bag with them slugs
Sentence see your gone son
Devils in your Chris
It's the coulda me dree z's
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Koopsta got em' stee
Make prophet me
See that's what you get for talkin' shit
Trick I drop you in the splunder
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Cut you up like Jerry Springer
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biatch
Verse 2
Come, come who the fuck
They want some
Niggas want to jump, jump
Get'cha make ya pump, Paul
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Still gon' miss ya bump, bump
Off a nigga fakin'
Goin' to a richin'
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Bitches turn to shaken
Mafioso rule by
And he will act a fool
when he don't give a damn
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If your fuckin' red or blue boy
Couldn't buy the wet slide
Goin' on this best lide
Lord Infamous done with tight
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When me gotta get mine
You know what I want
But do Koopsta gets it
Storm on this bitch
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Like some new used confetti
Astronomical Triple 6
Writes space on top of astroids
Comin' to rip up the shore
We killin' the fool
So act a fool boy
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Verse 3
Chorus x4
Stomp motherfucker,
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stomp motherfucker, stomp
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(lay at,
move his ass
down to the pump)
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How long gon' go
Verse 4
deep
In the North
When niggas stay drunk
And smoke on your portch
From on my streets
Wit all only peeps
I used to scratch
And throw down beats
I made a mix
With real deep bass
The noise I had to be slangin' tapes
DJ in this shit try to make that shit
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Tone be speakers that stack they crates
Studio 9 was the place to be
Where all jocks were tryin' to get
The chance get on the tape
Bein' a fool
Keep tryin' i'm not goin' to quit
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The club was packed from wall to wall
The gangsta walk is what we call
Whn niggas are buckin'
I'm still gonna dance
The third a fool
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Let's look if all
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We took the club
And show no love
Just throw in our face
And gettin' refunds
They might want to fight
Later on the night
Cause Memphis playas don't give a fuck
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Security junk
We smack the punks
For throwin' us out
For smokin' a blunt
The number ones on
It just cam on
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And now it's time to fuckin' stomp
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Juicy's in the motherfuckin'
Verse 5
house
It's the peel yo
Motherfuckin' stand back
It's they fuckin' steelo
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On your fuckin' ass
We can't fuckin' brag
Cause we comin' up
Robbers on my ass
Should I blast
Cause they runnin' up
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Maybe it's my premadin'
No present turn to yo
With the sayin'
Saw your nine
Boy I call that kick door
I stick those
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Bitches in my trunk
And now we back to my hood
Don't want the left they die yet
But he wishin' he would
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Wasn't in the mood
For this bunk shit
But these niggas had to creep
That boy they stupid
I sit, I leave these hoes for
a permanent sleep
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And now we out the club
We gotta get em' up
Triple 6 and Prophet Posse
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Ya'll know we
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make em' stomp
Outro 1
Chorus x4
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