[Intro: Juicy J & Big Gipp]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Three 6 Mafia (Here it is)
Know what I'm sayin'
Goodie Mob (Triple Six Mafia)
ATL (Big Gipp)
M-town connection (Man)
What you know about that? (You can't ask fo' no mo')
What you know? What you know? (I'ma hit ya back)
What you know?
[Hook: DJ Paul & Big Gipp]
What you know? What you know?
'Bout them P's, 'bout that O
'Bout these streets, 'bout this nine
'Bout these niggas doin' time
What you know? What you know?
Bout the kickin' in the do'
Layin' suckers on the flo'
Gettin' low down with the dope
What you know? What you know?
'Bout them P's, 'bout that O
'Bout these streets, 'bout this nine
'Bout these niggas doin' time
What you know? What you know?
'Bout the kickin' in the do'
Layin' suckers on the flo'
Gettin' low down with the dope
[Verse 1: Lord Infamous]
In Memphis, I'm a felonist, don't fuck with ghetto presidents
Run up in your residence, gather all the evidence
Murder list is specialist, clickin' on this medicine
Unloadin' a TEC in this, hang you by your neck-a-lace
All in for the blessedness, Lord Infamous reck-a-less
Mobbin', I'm the messiest, best, there is no testin' this
Hellraiser, I'm hookin' 'em, four-star chef, I'm cookin' 'em
Like that, now I'm bookin' 'em, snatch their eyes out, look at 'em
[Verse 2: Crunchy Black]
What you know about killas? What you know about dealers?
What you know about niggas that live fake? Know I'm for real-a
What you know about bitches? What you know about clickin'?
One in the chamber, so nigga now you know I'm out to get ya
What you know about robbin'? What you know about mobbin'?
Mobbin' all through the hood nigga doin' my jobbin'
I ain't tryin' to be starvin', I'm just leg over barbin'
Poppin' shots at your head, nigga doin' my jobbin'
[Hook: DJ Paul & Big Gipp]
What you know? What you know?
'Bout them P's, 'bout that O
'Bout these streets, 'bout this nine
'Bout these niggas doin' time
What you know? What you know?
Bout the kickin' in the do'
Layin' suckers on the flo'
Gettin' low down with the dope
What you know? What you know?
'Bout them P's, 'bout that O
'Bout these streets, 'bout this nine
'Bout these niggas doin' time
What you know? What you know?
'Bout the kickin' in the do'
Layin' suckers on the flo'
Gettin' low down with the dope
[Verse 3: Juicy J]
Juicy always be gainin', keep that roast to the flame and
Slangin' dope in the Grove, all the way to Black Haven
Call your boy on the cell, if you want somethin', hail
We got prostitutes and whitey-white just tryin' to make mail
Have you been to the North, Memphis, where I be stayin'
Where them golds, they be shinin', nothin' but smiles on they faces
Always stumblin', rumblin', keep the freaky hoes comin'
If they wanna suck the dick, we put that nut in their stomach
[Verse 4: DJ Paul]
Ain't no problem that's too big, nigga fucked up 'bout no task
Two of them coloreds with them masks, sawed-off pumps for mega-blast
Forty thousand, one in the chamber, buck artilla for gettin' his own man
Nigga I'm my own man, never catch me runnin' for no man
It's so strange, the look on your face that does not bring
I brings it to doors line, put blood on your clothes line
Your eyes be like closin', holes from head to toes in
Fucked 'round with the chosen, got you stiff like posin'
[Hook: DJ Paul & Big Gipp]
What you know? What you know?
'Bout them P's, 'bout that O
'Bout these streets, 'bout this nine
'Bout these niggas doin' time
What you know? What you know?
Bout the kickin' in the do'
Layin' suckers on the flo'
Gettin' low down with the dope
What you know? What you know?
'Bout them P's, 'bout that O
'Bout these streets, 'bout this nine
'Bout these niggas doin' time
What you know? What you know?
'Bout the kickin' in the do'
Layin' suckers on the flo'
Gettin' low down with the dope
[Verse 5: Big Gipp & Juicy J]
We don't give a fuck, I'm stayin' slizzard
Tough like chicken gizzards, strictly 'Cardi
Wizard Pill popper, afro, straight blowed
Corner coves, what I'm talkin', what you know
'Bout that girl, 'bout that boy, keep that nose itchin'
Skin scratchin', junkies steady bitchin'
I can't feel it, nigga please, stop that actin', cough it up
Four for the five, is what I'm sellin', sawed-off 12 and started bailin'
Kickin' do's, snatchin' clothes, catchin' hoes, gettin' cases
Sittin' in the country thinkin' about my money on vacation
This for the ones that love the club pop, sip-sip
Gipp dip, in a ho, in the jail, Rollin' Crip
Keep it crackin', keep it throwed, who shot first, nobody knows
How it goes, what you know, 'bout these streets I'm down fo'
ATL
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