When dem boys hit the corna I'm a gonea

when dem boys hit the corna I'm a gonea

Like (skerrrrrrr) fuck that sat goodbye to the bad guy

(skerrrrrrr) fuck that say goodbye to the bad guys





Commin out like hold up aw shit there go them 4's

DJ Paul where you at been tryin to hit you on the phone

to let you know that it's hot as cole

all around the globe

tippi toes what I'm flickin on

passin by these hoe like (skerrrrrr)

fuck that say goodbye to them bad guys

I smoke weed till' I die

I'm gon stay high

come touch this engin pimpin

I been crusin a buck

got to get away from this cops they finally cross me out of luck

the same story

every day only of guts glory

It's part of yo struggle if it you ain't got shit for me

I gon' hold it down

get my crown and keep only truckin

civilize this industry fuck up yo truck and keep on bumpin

this is some shit that you didn't think you would ever see

but since we hear turn to the back of the pack and let us be

you think we'll give up purple suryp and pimp cups

now motherfucker this the life we like in Memphis









yeah now they got me in this cell

cuz this crack man I sell

In the haven boy this crack sell well

I was in the zone 8:30 in the morn'

them po's hit the con

I got gone I had a tone

with a big bag of crack

them boy don't like that

so I had to get down like a lack

with 4 flats

I'm a grayhound

I just put the tre down

I can't be on my way down

so I'm gon have to put down

ditch the rocks I had them in a machbox

ditch the glock behind the bushes round the block

and just like the spinners I will never stop

like bukus and money we don made on the spot

I make the hood hot along with the faculty and ganegreen P.A.C

every thang we gain is green

to the bay

where my boy Lil Wyte stay

Is where I damn there ran but they caught me anyway fuck