[Intro: Memphis Bleek]
Geah
What?
Memph Bleek
Duro
We live
Thugged out
Marcy
Smoked out
Yeah
[?] [?]
Uh
[Verse 1: Memphis Bleek]
Yo, yo
I'm on now
Therefore your ready rock
Compare to this fishscale baggin' rocks
Now give me Bill Gates money
A little strait money
Big or small faces its been in all places
I was schooled by them older guys
They showed me how to drive these blow weed
Chop deuces and hold rugers
Have a nigga rocked up then knocked up
Plenty y'all wit his chest out gettin' stocked up
We trade war stories back on them streets
When we played the mess hall
Niggas dead 'em on his eats
I'm a foul little nigga, wild little nigga
Dedicated to these streets a pump valve, lil nigga
You hear about my whereabouts?
Bitches I don't care about
Money, I'm a man about
Drama, I'm a air it out
Niggas hate Bleek 'cause I live right?
You'll love to see me broke frontin', wit no chips right?
Geah
What?
Memph Bleek
Duro
We live
Thugged out
Marcy
Smoked out
Yeah
[?] [?]
Uh
[Verse 1: Memphis Bleek]
Yo, yo
I'm on now
Therefore your ready rock
Compare to this fishscale baggin' rocks
Now give me Bill Gates money
A little strait money
Big or small faces its been in all places
I was schooled by them older guys
They showed me how to drive these blow weed
Chop deuces and hold rugers
Have a nigga rocked up then knocked up
Plenty y'all wit his chest out gettin' stocked up
We trade war stories back on them streets
When we played the mess hall
Niggas dead 'em on his eats
I'm a foul little nigga, wild little nigga
Dedicated to these streets a pump valve, lil nigga
You hear about my whereabouts?
Bitches I don't care about
Money, I'm a man about
Drama, I'm a air it out
Niggas hate Bleek 'cause I live right?
You'll love to see me broke frontin', wit no chips right?
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