Marcy Feat Memphis Bleek And Geda K Lyrics - Dj Clue

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F/ memphis bleek geda k

[memphis bleek] (dj clue)
(word up!)
Uhh..
I've become accustomed to goin through customs
Pound in my pocket hollerin xxxxx them!" (what!?)
I'm livin that life that you only talk about
I'm xxxxxx them hoes that you only thought about
I spend that money but you won't spend about
As much that i made off my last single out
Whatchu think of that?niggaz y'all know
That i kill niggaz slow when i live for this dough (holla!)
Got labels sick i know they hate that
I'm makin they artists push them dates back (c'mon!)
I don't need tattoos to prove i pack tools
Go 'head and act fool and become dog food
Memph man uh-huh yeah that's me
Same nigga that don't give a "basically"
And i'm still smokin it be like that
Ya blunt went out nigga relight that

[chorus: memphis bleek]
I'm from m.a.r.c.y.
B.k. style see bleek how?
I'm from m.a.r.c.y.
B.k. style see geda how?

[chorus]

[geda k] (dj clue)
Yeah..
I'm finally put in the game right where i should be
And the gat laid right where it should be (ha ha!)
Violate you be put where you should be
Have your family and friends screamin "how could he?"
Walk the streets with a body on his back
Ride around in a v with the shottie in the back (uh-huh)
And for y'all that swear that i front for rep
Only thing that i front is hoes and coke and clips of tef
With a co-d that's a menace to the people
Yeah we sold d and made a livin off of people (yeah!)
Ghetto corrupted us and we taught ourselves
How to add and scale plus bag and sell
And how to aim and shoot
And i got brain when the wrist locked
Wherever the dot spot leave the tape
You keep actin like you can't die in a blaze
And i let sixteen of 'em dive in your wake

[chorus] - repeat 2x

[dj clue over chorus]
New shit! memphis bleek!
Geda! marcy! fresh out!
(?) tata! b.i.!

[memphis bleek] (dj clue)
Picture me rollin in that five hundred benz
I got no love for you niggaz it ain't no need to be friends (clue!)
I give a xxxx 'bout 'em no need to talk 'bout 'em
He act bout it i let the fo'-fo' pound 'em
The co-d's nigga no statements
Just shots empty shell casings
No prints v's no tint
Phone sprint six no chips nigga
R-o yeah m-a
Realist hood and clique nigga comprende?
You xxxxx niggaz know i'm focused right?
You still catch m-e-m loc'n right? (ha ha!)
In the black v wit the gat on my lap
Shovel in the trunk go 'head nigga front
This m dot e-m-p-h-i-s bleek
Coppin out to a one to three you xxxxx nigga!

[chorus] - repeat 2x

[dj clue over chorus]
Fat shout!cuttino mobley!
Steve francis!houston rockets!
My nigga chris childs!
Lavar postell!new york knicks!
Word up!

[dj clue]
Dj clue! desert storm!
Roc-a-fella!
The professional part 2!
Ha ha!

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