TN Boyz Criminal Manne (Ft. Don Trip & Young Buck)

[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'