M-Town Representatives

Lyrics

[DJ Paul] Niggas you roll them dice You better accept how they fall Nigga you fucking wit Juice Nigga you fucking wit Paul Nigga you fucking wit Boo Nigga you fucking wit Black Lil bitch you fucking wit Lord Lil bitch you fucking wit Pat Nigga you fucking wit Rock Nigga you fucking wit Chat And if you fuck wit La' Chat We blow your chest through your back And if you fuck wit anyone else I don't give a fuck Because they don't bleed and breathe HCP nigga what [Lord Infamous] I always leave them in suspense Better put up your defense Cause these .44's intense Niggas catch a body risk Bloody Glock bloody trench Bloody bodies on the fence Bloody lynchin, all you bitches bloody six is in the midst Oh my Lord, Infamous Cock the hammer let it split I'm the damager carnage I'm the razor in your wrist I'm the medicine you hit Got you bucking throwing fits Kicking chairs and swinging fists How long can you get to this? Blay! [Crunchy Black] It started way back when a nigga was a kid I stick and move my nigga That's the shit that I did I broke a few fucking bones And I cast few stones I pulled a few fucking tones Man that shit wasn't wrong You got me stuck in the zone When a nigga doing wrong I pop you once in your head with that goddamn chrome Don't give a fuck motherfucker If your family mourn Shouldnta stepped to me dawg Shouldnta stepped to me at all You weak busta! [Project Pat] A mistaken ID Wanna put me in the po-key Cuz I'm on parole Police swearing that they know he Had to do the shit Cuz Project Pat is a convict Whose North Memphis raised Hood bred taking no shit If I did the hit You'll be left okey dokey Still selling dope on the motherfucking lowski When I pull the tone After that squeeze the trigger On any punk bitch or a ho ass nigga! [La Chat] See I'mma gon and have to kill a bitch Empty the clip I guess that's the only way A ho gon' keep my name out they lips La Chat ain't with no bullshit I be burying ya hoes And I'mma do it for the wantin' bitch Fuck a low low Man I'm a mean bitch I tell ya I done been there done that It ain't no mission I can't finish Nothing ain't too tough for Chat So if you catch me slippin' ho Hope you wearing a mask Cuz once I know its you fo sho I'mma cremate ya ass [Juicy J] Can a nigga get chose in these kinda clothes Have you seen a memphis playa Ride Bentley or Rolls I done told ya that I'm always gonna stand on ten toes With a liquor bottle cracked, and a blunt already rolled My cologne smell the curb Just superb on these hoes Hanging with these Memphis killas With that candy round they nose On my neck on my wrist Is that jewelry that be froze On my face is my cartier shades and my golds [T-Rock] Is this a stain to be making? It's a T-Rock creation No roofer sniper you facing I'm like an offspring of Satan My innovation of danger From the slugs of the chamber Keep more guns than a ranger Prepared to mangle a stranger My competition deleted From verbal telekenisis Placing bodies in ditches And leave them stinking like feces Once the leech is depleted Fold my dollars like creases My coalition is the Hypnotize Camp Its no secret nigga! [Gangsta Boo] If I go commit a stang I got two Glocks and a blunt Bout to let you bitches know That Gangsta Boo don't give a fuck I got diamonds on my wrist I got diamonds in my teeth Is it a bird? Is it a bee? Can you bitches picture me? Talking shit about Ms. Lady When you know you wanna fuck Ridin' round town clowning Doing donuts in the truck Smack you bitches to the flo' Fuck yo nigga take his dough I be Mrs. "Where Da Dollas At?" You hatas know the score I be ballin ATL I hit Brad up on the cell Told him meet me at the swiss And bring some niggas to the 'tel Might as well go on playa Ya'll ain't ready for the gangsta ho I be rippin bitches Like guerillas, murder, kill ho I dont give a fuck What you groupies say up in the streets Catch me off in gucci sheets Sleeping living luxury Just to give you hoes All the answers you been waiting fo I remain the undisputed champ Nigga ye ain't know? Ha Ha...Bitch!