Yeah, What (repeat 7x)
Lil` Flip, David Banner, Three Six Mafia
Houston Texas, Mississippi, Memphis Tenn. what?
[Lil` Flip]
They told me I can`t talk about ice no more
But they ain`t tell me I can`t start another fight no more
I get it crunk in the club, niggaz get drunk in the club
When I perform me a hoe, niggaz get jumped in the club
But I`m used to that shit, so it ain`t no need to run
And just because you gotta gun don`t mean that`s the only one
So if you came here to chill nigga, just chill and shit
Cuz you ain`t gotta act like that I know you feelin` this shit
I bet, I bet I could hit with Juicy, Paul and Banner
I gotta holla at peaches, when I hit Atlanta
Cuz I`m fresh and I`m clean, with baugettes in my ring
I got my name on my jersey like I play with that team
I`ma H-Town nigga and we bang (SCREW TAPES!)
And them FEDS kick in yo door you about to (LOSE WEIGHT!)
So just take it like a man, don`t snitch on ya man
It`s Lil` Flip, representin` Clova Land
[Chorus 1: Lil` Flip]
I`m reppin` H-Town until the day that I die
If you look me in the eyes you could tell I`m high
Yeah you could talk that talk, but you can`t walk that walk
Cuz when it`s time to ride nigga, I won`t get caught
(repeat)
[David Banner]
I`m from the J the A the C to the K..Town, Mississippi bitch
And boy we`ll blow off ya face
Like Nicholas Cage, the way that I feel is trill
Fuck a dollar bill, I live for the slaves that got killed
From the white sheets walkin`, snitch nigga talkin`
Dump him in the ditch and let them dogs start barkin`
Like WOOF!, nigga stop beggin` me please
How you gon` walk and talk shit if I blow off yo knees
I`ll have ya walkin` like a parrott do, stick foot pussy you
The boys play the law, so I`ll kill them holla maker`s too
I`m D.B.C., from the home of the G`s
And the V.L.`s, bustin` 17 in ya C-L..K
Ya body don` got carried away
Mississippi til` I die bitch so have a nice day
Or a long ass night nigga
Yeah yo death is settin` in muthafucka ain`t no need for you to fight nigga
[Chorus 2: David Banner]
Throw yo sets up nigga, and raise em` real high
David Banner in this bitch, Mississippi til` I die
(repeat 4x)
[DJ Paul]
Now I`ma M-Town reppa, like no other
Mask on my face cause I ride undercover
I`ma mean-mugga, a nigga hoe up from the show up
And stick the barrell down ya throat until you start to throw up
When I roll up, it is a hold up
Ain`t nothin` funny don`t breathe
Cause all I wanna hear is ching-ching
Like casino slots, or this hot glock
Get cocked, leave a nigga shot in the parkin` lot
for his stash spot
[Juicy J]
No more gangstas in this bitch (this bitch)
With the tech`s with the extra clip (extra clips)
And you know that we runnin` this thang (this thang)
Nigga step, I`ma let my nuts hang (nuts hang)
You can get yo ass shot popped, put off in a head-lock
Knock til` you see some knots, hit em` with the phop-phop
Shot yeah you boys in shock, just the way the fish dropped
Memphis, Tenn. in this bitch thought you knew we don`t stop
[Chorus 3: DJ Paul]
We some M-Town niggaz and we gonna turn it out
Memphis, Tenn. in this muthafucka hoe, shut ya mouth
(repeat 4x)
