represent

Lyrics

yeah, what, lil' flip, david banner, three six mafia, houston texas, mississippi, memphis tenn. what?, 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, and them feds kick in yo door you about to, so just take it like a man, don't snitch on ya man, it's lil' flip, representin' clova land, 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, 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, throw yo sets up nigga, and raise em' real high, david banner in this bitch, mississippi til' i die, 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, no more gangstas in this bitch, with the tech's with the extra clip, and you know that we runnin' this thang, nigga step, i'ma let my 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, we some m-town niggaz and we gonna turn it out, memphis, tenn. in this muthafucka hoe, shut ya mouth,