TN Boyz

Lyrics

[Intro: Drumma Boy] Ayee boy, ayee Ayee boy, ayee [Chorus: Criminal Manne] Come up missin' Fuckin' with them Tennessee boys Come up missin' Fuckin' with them Tennessee boys Come up missin' Fuckin' with them Tennessee boys Come up missin' Fuckin' with them Tennessee boys Come up missin' Fuckin' with them Tennessee boys Come up missin' Fuckin' with them Tennessee boys Come up missin' Fuckin' with them Tennessee boys Come up missin' Fuckin' with them Tennessee boys Come up [Verse 1: Criminal Manne] Memphis raise, Memphis pay Orange Mound, South Memphis till my fucking grave I know niggas that know niggas that'll murk your ass They even burry yo ass alive for the right cash I'm not new to this shit, I've been bustin' pistols Choppers on deck, been thugin' since a young nigga Dope boy, Dope Manne is what the streets know Mr. Fuck-Me-Long-Time, nigga ask yo hoe One phone call will get yo ass knocked out 20 stacks, all hundreds so [?] No rap, no wackin', I ain't bullshittin' Plenty if you want a bitch ass to come up missin' [Chorus: Criminal Manne] Come up missin' Fuckin' with them Tennessee boys Come up missin' Fuckin' with them Tennessee boys Come up missin' Fuckin' with them Tennessee boys Come up missin' Fuckin' with them Tennessee boys Come up missin' Fuckin' with them Tennessee boys Come up missin' Fuckin' with them Tennessee boys Come up missin' Fuckin' with them Tennessee boys Come up missin' Fuckin' with them Tennessee boys Come up [Verse 2: Young Buck] Yeahh.. Kay, lil buddy I go hammer strapped in my polo-pyjamas 2 AK's and 4 bananas make them bitches go bananas Ayye first I shoot out all the cameras Face covered up with bandanas They ain't comin' up with no answeres I'm blowin' out their candles Whi-whi-white Tees, suburban jeans, prada shoes and I'm robbin' things Let me educate ya on what a goon and goblin mean Pre-medetade ya, come get ya a week later, hater Got called, pay the lawyer off, walked off [?] Yeah buddy, and I'm acting like my shit don't stick Posted with these bricks Not coming home, wonder what my bitch gon' think In a drop top Cuddy, try'na fuck with me But they had no links, yeah And them other niggas drunk but I ain't had no drinks, yeahhhh It's Buck, It's Buck! Yeeeeah! [Chorus: Criminal Manne] Come up missin' Fuckin' with them Tennessee boys Come up missin' Fuckin' with them Tennessee boys Come up missin' Fuckin' with them Tennessee boys Come up missin' Fuckin' with them Tennessee boys Come up missin' Fuckin' with them Tennessee boys Come up missin' Fuckin' with them Tennessee boys Come up missin' Fuckin' with them Tennessee boys Come up missin' Fuckin' with them Tennessee boys Come up [Verse 3: Don Trip] Shiieaaa I'm a Pimp nigga [?] Rollin' weed, holdin' weight Well you lucky if you make it to 16 Or graduate before you caught the Kay ANE, first 48, and the [?] broad day These young niggas unproven They never learn how to walk away Sweet 16, no frost on cake 16 went to bought the kay Copped a eight ball, now ballin' J Went down the sector, went in and bought some yey My advice: stay far away Cause we prefer shit the harder way And truth is us Memphis niggas been ballin' out before harder way D-D-D-D-Duckin' the MPD try not get slammed up like Rock the Jay Shootin' up yo night clubs, sippin' Rossay not Chardonnay Stayin' strapped in RA Desperato no guitarr case So we still manage to find a way to get more cake than a parfait Shiieaaa [Chorus: Criminal Manne] Come up missin' Fuckin' with them Tennessee boys Come up missin' Fuckin' with them Tennessee boys Come up missin' Fuckin' with them Tennessee boys Come up missin' Fuckin' with them Tennessee boys Come up missin' Fuckin' with them Tennessee boys Come up missin' Fuckin' with them Tennessee boys Come up missin' Fuckin' with them Tennessee boys Come up missin' Fuckin' with them Tennessee boys Come up