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808 Mafia

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I got cheese, ****, and a ******' bad ***** (Woo)

I got pills, ****, and a Draco with some clips (Woo)

I'ma empty every round, then I'm reloadin' the clip

Caught your gal out here thottin', **** on that lil' *****

Memphis ******, country ******,

And we want all the smoke (Uh-huh)

**** with Hector and Gomez,

Man, we sell all the **** (Uh-huh)

Call my lawyer, Eric Morgan, if I do get caught (Eugh)

The best lawyer in the world,

He gon' get the charges dropped

I got dogs, they not strays

Gold teeth, I got braids

Money trains ****** on they hustle,

We try'na get paid (Ching king)

Pistol grip, .40 on the hip

Shootin' out the muzzle (Bang)

Throw your gang sign in the air if you know 'bout the struggle

Money blue, like puzzle

Pull that scrap, like, uh-oh

I'ma shoot, like fasho

Try me, uh, no-no

All my ****** on go-go

**** 12, **** popo

One in the dome, from Draco

Head in pieces, like puzzle (Eugh, ugh)

I got cheese, hoes, and a bunch of ******' ****

I got P's, coke, and some killers at the door

Hydro **** smoke, and a quarter-ounce of blow

What you need, bro, is to **** with your boy

Ayy

Slidin' down 240, then got off on Earl Ways (Trap)

Headin' to the hood where whole things for sale, man (Trap)

You wanna P or a ***********' bill, man (Trap)

When you pass the corner store, just make a left, man (Trap)

I'm on Boar Street (Trap)

80 P's a week (Trap)

****** runnin' in and out, that's how you know it's me (Trap)

Burglar bars on every window on the house (Like who that right there)

Ain't nothing in here but a scale and a couch (Yeah, yeah)

N*******s ridin' down the street, oh s**t (God damn)

I grabbed the money,

Went and threw it over the fence (Go next door)

Too much money, this s**t got me paranoid (Yeah, yeah)

These ****** dummies, man, don't make me send them boys

Yeah

South Memphis youngin', you know how I'm comin'

I been gettin' money, turn nothin' into somethin' (Yeah)

Phone line jumpin' (Brrt), they booking' me constantly (Okay)

'Cause this young ***** hotter than a ******' oven (Hot, hot, hot)

Chillin' with your auntie (Ayy), smokin' on some onion (Yah)

Her ass fat like an onion (Yah), head bomb atomic (Whoa)

Ridin' 'round town in a brand new foreign (S**t)

Then I got bored, put some Forgiattos on it (Yeah)

I be Gucci'd down, but I'm still wearing' Jordans (Yeah)

I be iced out, *****, my neck cost a fortune (Uh)

I been ballin' out, I just came back from tourin' (Yeah)

And linked up with Pat, 'cause he said he got some more

I got cheese, hoes, and a bunch of ******' ****

I got P's, coke, and some killers at the door

Hydro **** smoke, and a quarter-ounce of blow

What you need, bro, is to **** with your boy